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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 60

They’d been caught in the Dojo. There hadn’t been any backlash or complaints about it so far, but Hiyoshi knew it was only a matter of time. After they’d been interrupted, Akaya had indeed proven his love in a very Akaya like fashion by adequately screwing him senseless against the mats, and on the bench, and against the wall. They might have switched positions in there a few times as well, but it was all a bit jumbled in his memory now.

Whatever the case, mind blowing sex was good, and after the few days since of being alone and wanting Akaya, Hiyoshi decided there was no longer any point in waiting. Consequently, Hiyoshi was now on his way to Sanada’s room with their puppy to pick up his boyfriend and take him home. He arrived in front of Sanada’s door and knocked, feeling a little anxious and with an energetic Wilson at his side.

Akaya had never been good at comforting people, especially not people who were twice his weight and who could kill him in one smooth motion. Ever since Sanada had gotten back to his room, Akaya had cowered in the corner avoiding him. The older man looked like hell and like he was ready to break down at anytime, but he had no idea why. He'd never seen Sanada look so weak. It was obvious the other man wanted him gone so he could suffer alone, but Akaya had no where else to go and no idea what was wrong, so he did his best to just not get in the demon's way.

The knock on the door was a blessing and in an instant he had thrown open the door. At that point he would have been happy to see anyone, even that hissing bastard whatever-the-hell-his-name-was. When he saw Hiyoshi, he was instantly in the boy’s arms and he whispered hurriedly, "Get me out of here!"

In the room, Sanada barely noticed the door opening, far too lost in his thoughts. After a long moment though he turned his head and ran his eyes over Hiyoshi and Akaya, thinking they made a cute couple and envying how open and emotional Akaya could be. He loved his kohai, but right now all he wanted was to be alone, and that was hard to do with a crazy seaweed headed boy in his room.

That hadn’t been what Hiyoshi expected. The door opened and suddenly his arms were full of brat. Not that he minded. The unexpected clinging though made him drop Wilson’s leash in surprise and the energetic fluff ball ran straight into the room. “Uh… okay,” he responded to his boyfriend’s demand.

Looking in past Akaya’s shoulder, he saw Wilson was now sitting in front of Sanada on the bed, licking his knees. Hiyoshi was not one to talk, but at the moment Sanada looked rather… glum. “I’ve come to take him back.” He said clearly to the older man… maybe his timing hadn’t been the best.

Sanada blinked when he saw the large fluffy dog in front of him. He hadn't expected it since he wasn't used to the dog paying much attention to him, but it did make him smile just a little--though it was hard to see. He reached out and pet the dog slowly, lowering his head so the dog could lick his face. Maybe he should get a dog...

Akaya sighed in relief and murmured in Hiyoshi's ear, "Let's go. He's kinda scary right now..." He wrapped his hands around Hiyoshi's and looked at him pleadingly, wanting more than anything to get out of that room. "I'll get my stuff later."

Since Sanada had chosen to completely ignore him in favor of Wilson, Hiyoshi thought it best to just grab his brat and run. “Okay,” he said with a soft smile, “let’s go home.” He took Akaya’s hand and turned to call Wilson, but… “Um… should we leave Wilson here, too?” Whatever the problem was, it was none of his business, but… Sanada seemed to like him there.

Akaya gave Hiyoshi's hand a squeeze and closed the door silently behind him. "Let's leave him here. I don't want fukubuchou to be alone right now."

“Do you know what’s wrong?” No, it wasn’t his business, but he admitted to himself that he was slightly concerned for his kendo senpai.

Akaya shrugged and pulled Hiyoshi down the hallway. "He hasn't said a word. He just stared at a picture on his desk for a long time then sat down on the bed. It was really creepy. I tried to ask but he ignored me." At least he was used to that.

“Ah.” There was nothing else for him to say so Hiyoshi dropped it and hoped his senpai well.

Out in the warm rays of the sun, Hiyoshi observed his boyfriend. Dressed in his version of casual, Akaya was wearing a pair of jeans, white undershirt, and some kind of long scoop necked shirt over it, and… were those dog tags he was wearing? He chuckled lightly, his boyfriend was always dressed to impress. His hair was as crazy and disheveled as ever and that impish face was only marred by the small worry lines under his eyes that were probably inspired by his favorite senpai’s unhappiness.

Had it really been so long since they’d just walked together like this out in the open? So long that just standing beside him gave Hiyoshi the impulse to do things he usually never would in a public setting? Did it matter? He had already given up on the idea of hiding. An odd feeling of freedom swept over him.

For the first time he could remember, Hiyoshi followed his impulse. He pulled Akaya in front of him and smiled with satisfaction. “Don’t worry. He’ll be okay, and so will we.” He pulled him into a light kiss right there in the middle of campus. All social expectations be damned, he just wanted to enjoy this moment.

Akaya was practically ecstatic to be holding Hiyoshi's hand as they walked outside. It had been so long since he'd been able to do that, and that was enough for him, but before he had a chance to process what was happening, there were lips pressed to his. His eyes grew to the size of dinner plates and he gaped at his boyfriend. He didn't know what to think or what to do, so he just stood there in shock for a minute. "W-wakashi...?"

Akaya’s bewildered look was so cute. Hiyoshi chuckled and leaned in again for one more quick kiss. Though his actions were much bolder then he would typically display, there was still a nice red hue covering his cheeks when he pulled back. “Last time we were together, you mentioned shopping. Would you like to go?”

"I---in a minute..." Akaya mumbled and, finally having gotten over his initial shock, leaned in to press his lips firmly against Hiyoshi, his arms wrapping around the other boy’s shoulders. He could feel people's eyes on them and he didn't give a shit. It was wonderful.

There was a cat call from somewhere, but Hiyoshi just held the boy he loved tighter around the waist and pulled him in closer, diving into his mouth with abandon and smiling all the while. If they had been in a cheesy black and white film, he would have dipped him. Oh, okay, he dipped him anyway then came back up laughing. The blush was now spreading all the way down neck but the force of his smile didn’t dim.

Akaya clung tighter to Hiyoshi when he was dipped but when they righted themselves he laughed with him and hugged his lover close. "You're all red, Wakashi."

“Shut up,” he snapped in his ear. Even with his sharp tone there was no way anyone could have taken him seriously with that grin on his face and the tomato like color of his skin. After a moment though, he really thought he might die of embarrassment. He pulled away, still keeping Akaya’s hand in his. An idea struck him. “Figuring my nearly unlimited funds will soon be cut off; I might as well spend it on something my parents would certainly disapprove of. What do you think?”

Akaya stared at his now apparently delinquent boyfriend and smirked from ear to ear. "I can think of a few things they would definitely not approve of that we could get a lot of use out of..." he said mischievously and started dragging his boyfriend by the hand toward their local sex shop.

What had he gotten himself into? Oh well, at the moment Hiyoshi didn’t really care. “Should I be scared, bright eyes?” he asked, purposely using the nickname he rarely used except for when he was in a considerably good mood. It was the for sure way to make Akaya almost as red as he was.

"Yup!" Akaya chimed, his cheeks turning a light red at the nickname he hadn't heard in months. He grinned excitedly and didn’t stop dragging him until they arrived in front of their destination. He smirked and opened the door wide to the sex shop for his boyfriend.

Hiyoshi amusedly let himself be pulled along all the way to the store. It didn’t seem so bad from the outside… he ventured. Akaya opened the door for him and he started to take his first step in when… He took back all previous thoughts about this. THIS was the last thing he ever wanted to do. Why the hell had he suggested it? Oh gods, he was going to die.
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