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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 59

It had been a little over a week since Hiyoshi and Akaya signed the paper work for their new apartment, but the move wasn’t going to happen until the end of the month. The closer the date came, the sooner Hiyoshi would have to confront his family, and there was a lot to be done and prepare before then. It didn’t help that at the end of the day Hiyoshi still went home to an empty room, except for Wilson some of the time. What he looked forward to more than anything at the end of all this was to be able to come home to his annoying brat again. Whether he liked it or not, Akaya was both the reason for most of his tension and stress yet also the only person who could make it all go away.

The training session he was currently partaking in with his fraternity brothers also helped take some of the pressure off, but practice would soon come to an end and he would once again be going home to an empty room. At least Wilson would be waiting for him.

They always had informal matches at the end of sessions, and he was currently facing another well trained martial artist who was a black belt in Aikido. They faced each other squarely, slowly moving in a half circle, waiting for the cue when the other would attack. Then it was a mess of limbs as they dueled for dominance on the mats.

Two and a half hours after tennis practice, Akaya finally finished his laps. His legs felt like fish jello and he was ready to pass out, but slipping that love letter into Yukimura's locker and seeing the look on his face had been totally worth it. It was just a shame he couldn't manage to get Yukimura to believe it had been Niou (he really needed to learn his kanji better...).

He trudged through the campus toward where he knew Hiyoshi would be finishing up with his martial arts, fighting back yawns. He wanted to take a nap, but he also really wanted to see his boyfriend. Someone he hardly ever saw anymore. He couldn't even remember the last time he saw him. He slid open the door rather unceremoniously only to see a large man-like-monster looking at him with a confused expression. "Akaya?" A familiar voice asked and the monsters hand reached up to pull the kendo head gear off.

"S--Sanada-fukubuchou?" Akaya asked in surprise. This was definitely not the right room. "Uh... Wakashi... isn't here, is he?" he asked as his vice captain walked over to him, running a hand through his damp hair.

"No, he's in 56B." Sanada explained, but when he saw the blank look on his kohai's face, he instructed the rest of the kendo club to go back to their exercises. His job was never done. "I'll take you there. Come on." He sighed and put a hand on Akaya's back to lead him to the room he knew Hiyoshi would be in. "I see you finished your laps..."

"Yeah, but my legs are sore."

"Well that's what you get for not knowing your kanji." Sanada explained and rolled his eyes. Really, he'd failed as a senpai with Akaya somewhere along the way. At least he could get his name right. "Here we are." He said, sounding relieved, and slid open the door to 56B silently. "Behave yourself," he murmured and pushed his directionally challenged kohai inside. Finally, he could go back to practice.

Akaya grinned when he saw Hiyoshi and leaned back against a wall to watch until his ninja was finished beating the crap out of people.

Hiyoshi held his sparring partner down on the mat, one leg trapped between his, but his opponent had a good hold on his arm which he would have to move his legs in order to break. He broke it quickly and rolled up and away until they were clear again. The other charged for him and he ducked, catching the other mid spin and dropped him down to the mat again, holding him in a foot lock.

“Call!” His opponent shouted from his position. Hiyoshi immediately let go and held out a hand to help him up. They both stood and bowed to each other respectfully before leaving the mat.

Dripping with sweat, Hiyoshi went to get his towel and water bottle on the side lines. Catching sight of Akaya on his way over, he raised an eyebrow at him then looked cautiously back at his fraternity brothers. “What are you doing here?”

"Came by to say hi," Akaya answered and looked over at the other members, raising his hand in a little greeting to them. "I got out of practice late, so..."

The other members of the fraternity either uncomfortably waved back or nodded then went about their own business. Hiyoshi sighed. “If you can wait a while, I’ll walk back with you to the dorm. We’re about done here, but it’s my turn to lock up.” He knew his fraternity brothers had an idea of what their relationship was and respectfully kept their mouths shut, but it was awkward when Akaya was standing right there.

Kirihara noticed the awkwardness and his eye twitched, his smile taking on a creepiness he'd learned from Yukimura. He was going to kill them if they gave Hiyoshi crap for his sexual preference. "Okay, I'll wait."

Hiyoshi smiled gratefully at his boyfriend. “Thanks,” and walked past him to get to his water bottle and towel. Taking a few big gulps of water and wiping the sweat off his brow, he brushed past him on his way back onto the mats again. “I’ll message you when they’re gone.”

"No need, I'll just hang out here," Akaya chimed and sat down, leaning back against the wall with a determined grin.

Hiyoshi’s smile turned into a frown. Damn it, his boyfriend always found the worst ways to be a nuisance, and chose the worst times to be stubborn about it. There was nothing he could do about it though without making a scene.

The rest of practice seemed to go at a snails pace with everyone seeming to constantly be looking between Akaya and himself with a question in their eyes while all the same time pretending it wasn’t happening. It was irritating and he was going to throw his boyfriend out another window once this was done… after he pinned him to a wall and kissed him for a little while to take away some of his tension first.

Akaya sat back contently and watched the practice, oblivious to the tension building in the room. He wasn't doing anything wrong or inappropriate, so why was everyone looking at him strangely?

At the end of practice, after Hiyoshi had the chance to pummel a few more opponents, one of the senpai members that Hiyoshi often spoke and sparred with during practice approached him looking uneasy. “Hiyoshi… Who is your guest?”

Hiyoshi thought the question to be rather absurd since by now almost everyone in the fraternity had probably seen him and Akaya together and even knew they had lived together. “A friend of mine. Why? Is there a problem?”

His senpai gestured nervously toward Akaya. “Perhaps you shouldn’t invite him to practice. Some of the brothers are talking… and it’s not a good idea to…”

“Talking?” Hiyoshi interrupted, not liking what he was hearing and not wanting to hear any more. “My business is no one else’s. If someone has a problem with me or my friend, they can bring it to me.”

His senpai looked like he wanted to argue further but then seemed to change his mind and nodded. Instead he only responded, “Just be careful, Hiyoshi. Have a good evening.”

Those words stayed with him still as the last of his fraternity brothers left the room, leaving him and Akaya alone in it. He wondered how much of that anyone else heard, or worse yet… Akaya.

Akaya had always had a good sense of hearing, even if he pretended he didn't and he hadn't missed what the guy said to Hiyoshi.

As the last man walked out, leaving the two alone, Akaya glared over at the wall, trying to keep his temper under control. How could they say things like that about one of their "brothers"? It wasn't right. He knew that would never happen in the tennis club. People on the team were friends, comrades, even if they hated each other. It wasn't alright. It just... wasn't.

Hiyoshi exhaled long and slow, his shoulders slumping slightly before turning to look back at Akaya. He pasted on a small grin, which was not hard to do since despite the circumstances he was still happy to see his boyfriend. “Hey, hand me my towel,” he requested, walking towards him, deciding then that he would forget that discussion ever took place.

At Hiyoshi's voice, Akaya looked up at him and forced a small smile. "Yeah... you need it," Akaya teased and threw the towel at Hiyoshi’s face. "You're all sweaty and smell like other men." Wrinkling his nose to show his distaste for that, he stood back up. He wanted to go and kick those guys' asses, but he knew he didn't stand a chance, not if he took them on in a fair fight at least... So for now, he let it go. It wasn't something worth fighting with Hiyoshi over. Not when he hadn't seen him in so long.

Smirking, Hiyoshi toweled off his hair and brushed the sweat off his skin, then threw it back at Akaya’s face. While his boyfriend was spitting, he grabbed him in his sweaty arms and pinned him against the wall as he’d imagined doing earlier. “Am I so disgusting that I don’t even get a kiss?”

Before he even got a chance to react, Akaya had a sweaty towel on his face. He yelped as his back hit the wall, but when the towel fell off his face, he gave his boyfriend a little fake glare. "Hm… Well you do smell like other men, but..." his glare turned into a smirk, "that just means I gotta put my smell all over ya instead."

“And how do you intend to do that?” the martial artist teased, leaning forward, dragging his nose and lips lightly up Akaya’s neck before happily nuzzling it, taking in his scent and wishing Akaya would do just that.

Akaya grinned and wrapped one limber leg around Hiyoshi’s hips, pulling him right up nice and close to rub his hips against him. "Mm... I'm sure I'll figure out something..."

Hiyoshi gasped, feeling his need for Akaya grow and pressed his body closer to his boyfriend’s. “Not here you won’t. I remember what happened last time you managed to corner me here.” Oh yes, he remembered it very well.

"Mm... You enjoyed it last time though..." Akaya purred and leaned in to nibble at Hiyoshi's ear teasingly, enjoying every moment and the memories that came flooding back to him in that place.

Hiyoshi groaned. Gods he had missed his boyfriend’s touch. “Che. So confident.” He pulled back and touched their foreheads together. Why had Akaya even come? He had to know it was a bad idea. As much as he called him an idiot, his brat knew better. “You missed me that much?”

"I wanted to see you... watch you kick some ass,” Akaya chuckled breathlessly and closed his eyes. "It's been so long..." No matter what he did, he couldn't make himself stop thinking about his boyfriend. And even though he knew he shouldn't come, he couldn't resist a chance to see him.

When Akaya’s eyes closed, Hiyoshi couldn’t help himself. Like a magnetic force, his lips gravitated to Akaya’s until they softly brushed. Just the mere touch of lips meeting made him shiver. “I missed you, too...”

Akaya groaned at the light kiss and smiled a little. "Mm... good... If you hadn't, I'd have to kick your ninja ass," Akaya purred and opened his eyes to meet Hiyoshi's.

Those green eyes were getting to him, any moment now it wasn’t going to matter where they were. “Che. Even If you could, then you’d have to keep relying on your happy shelf.” Hiyoshi pressed his leg up against Akaya’s groin and grinded slowly against him, grinning wickedly.

Moaning quietly, Akaya ground back against that leg slowly. "Mm… That would be a shame..." he whimpered a little and kissed him again, "but that reminds me... Some of that stuff is getting old and worn out... You should come shopping with me for new things..."

Hiyoshi was too worried about someone walking in and catching them to go all the way. The situation was already stressed to the breaking point. Hmm… but he could probably get away with… “New things? …Why would I want to do that?” He chuckled and a hand slipped down between them to deftly loosen and undo Akaya’s pants.

Akaya let out a breathless purr and rolled his hips into the touch. "Mm... because, we could get things we can use together..." Oh, there were so many things he wanted to do to Hiyoshi and that he wanted done to him. He doubted there was enough time left in his life to do all of them, but that wasn't going to stop him from trying

“I suppose that doesn’t sound so bad…” Hiyoshi leaned forward to capture his brat’s mouth in another brief kiss then held his gaze with a smile as he lowered himself to his knees. After releasing Akaya’s arousal from the confines of his pants, he leaned forward, ghosting his breath over it. “But for now, would you like this?”

Akaya shivered and leaned back more against the wall, burying his hand in Hiyoshi's hair and grinning. "Mm... I would like that very much..."

Hiyoshi unconsciously ran his tongue over his lips at the sight of Akaya’s arousal so close. Complying with his lover's request, he opened his mouth and took the tip between his lips, sucking gently. If this was all he was going to get for a while, he was going to enjoy it.

With a shuddering breath, Akaya bucked his hips forward and gasped, "Gh----ngh----Wakashi..." His voice came out as a deep purr and already he was far too gone for coherent thought. Damn, it really had been waaaaaaay too long.

The mushroom-headed boy gripped the base as he slowly took his more experienced partner as far into his mouth as he could. After he got accustomed to the feeling, he started to move his mouth over him, alternating between taking Akaya deep into his throat, sucking hard and just running his tongue lightly over the his entire length.

Akaya watched him carefully, eyes half-lidded and lust filled. "I--ve--- missed you..." Akaya moaned and leaned his weight back against the wall, trying not to come already, but having a hard time distracting himself from the overwhelming pleasure that he'd missed so much.

Damn… Hiyoshi had never enjoyed doing this so much before, and the sounds of appreciation coming from those beloved lips made his own need tighten almost unbearably. “Nnn…” he moaned around him in response to the wonderful sounds his lover was making and softly massaged his soft package, feeling his balls roll nicely between his fingers.

"Wakashi... I can't... ah---" It was only a matter of moments before he spilled himself in Hiyoshi's mouth, unable to hold it in anymore. He'd been making good use of his happy shelf during their little dry spell, but that still wasn't enough to keep his endurance up when it came to that hot mouth on him. He'd have to get used to it all over again.

Hiyoshi choked as Akaya’s hot seed flowed into his mouth. He pulled away half choking and half laughing, having not expected that at all. In the past he’d always moved away to finish him off with his hand before his boyfriend came. He hadn’t anticipated his first time staying to be quite like that. However, he was not unfamiliar with Akaya’s taste in the least. He only chuckled and, once he stopped sputtering, helped support his boyfriend up against the wall and kissed him lovingly with a still laughing smile. “It really has been a while hasn’t it?”

Akaya flushed and nodded a little, embarrassed that he hadn't been able to hold on as long as he normally could, let alone warn Hiyoshi before he came. "Sorry..." he mumbled and kissed the other gently, enjoying the way he could taste himself mixed in with Hiyoshi.

Hiyoshi just held him closer, his own needs hadn’t been met yet but right now he was perfectly content pinning his love against the wall and letting his lips thoroughly explore and make up for all the lost time. He moaned at the friction his body created against Akaya’s and knew at any moment he might throw him to the ground and fuck him senseless, despite the fact he had earlier been against the idea… Suddenly he felt another unwelcome presence in the room.

Akaya was oblivious and lost in his happy pleasure filled delirium, until Hiyoshi tensed up. That was never a good sign. Slowly he turned his head toward the door to see what it was that had his lover on edge.

Taking a deep breath, Hiyoshi squeezed Akaya’s side before turning to face whoever was there boldly, trying to cover Akaya’s disheveled look and undone pants as best he could, though it probably would make no difference since he himself had a fairly obvious tent between his legs and proof of earlier activities were still evident and on him. What had he done in a past life to get this kind of karma?

It was some consolation that the freshman fraternity member whose name he forgot at the moment looked suitably uncomfortable with that deer caught in the headlights look. Hiyoshi held his chin high and asked in an unwavering voice that belied his inner unease, “Did you forget something?”

That may have been the stupidest things he could have said, but either way, the white faced younger man didn’t even bother to answer and instead rushed out of the room, slamming the door closed behind him.

Akaya let out a deep sigh when the door closed and looked to Hiyoshi. He didn't know what to say. It didn't matter to him whether they were seen or not, but he knew it mattered to Hiyoshi and he couldn't help feeling bad about it. Carefully, he reached out a hand and wrapped it around Hiyoshi's, trying to reassure him even a little.

Hiyoshi held his hand back and squeezed it, then turned back to him and rested his head on Akaya’s shoulder, breathing slowly, trying to calm his crazily beating heart. “This is me… not freaking out.”

He couldn't say it would be alright, but he couldn't just stand there silently either. After a long moment Akaya just murmured, "I love you," and gave his lover's hand another gentle squeeze.

Hiyoshi took another deep breath then smiled a little. The smile was sad but honest, then it turned daring cause hell, things couldn’t get much worse. He wrapped his arms around Akaya’s neck, tangling his hands in his hair and pulled him closer. “Prove it.”
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