Digi Savers Party Winner

An Entries by Seyravie, the winner of Digimon Savers Party 2008 by St.Chimaira.
Disclaimer : If it’s hers, it’ll be YAOI for sure
Warning : yaoi, cursing, OOC, very bad grammar and most likely spelling too
Pairing : Touma x Masaru (Digimon savers)
Summary : Continuation from Digi Savers Party by Saint-Chimaira
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Staring to the door lock machine before him, Masaru sighed heavily. Another stare and another sigh. He repeated it a couple of times until finally his sense kicked in that he’s just being stupid and nothing had been done then he walked away from the machine while muttering lowly.

“ Hell, what am I afraid of ? It’s not like me to…” He trailed off as a flash of memory of the previous day attacking him. Out of instinct, he punched the steel wall and glaring at his fist mark angrily. ‘ That damn Touma !! How dare he to… to…!! Gah !! Touma, you bastard !! It’s your damn fault that my head is in mess now !! Moreover you dare to steal my… my first kiss…’ He thought gloomily in the end.

A first kiss with a guy… What a way to ruin his good life. He just can imagine how everyone will laugh at him and that damn Touma too… At the reminder of the said teen, unconsciously he brushes a finger over his bruised lips, a lasting mark left from the event.

‘ But, for a guy he sure have a soft lips.’ Come the unwanted thoughts and when Masaru realized it, he hits his head to the wall angrily. ‘ It’s just wrong !! There’s no way he can think such way about a guy, moreover Touma, the most annoying guy he ever met and despised with all of his heart !!’ Or so he hopes. He added heavily in afterthought.

He sighed softly. Who he is kidding anyway ? Even for a thoughtless guy like him, it was easy enough for him to notice the thin line between his hate and attraction toward the blonde. Touma is clever and strong therefore he admired also hates the blonde for it. But, there’s no way he’ll let anyone moreover Touma knows. He already can imagine the horror when the forbidden words spilled from his mouth. It’s too frightening even to think about. Moreover his pride just won’t allow him to give in easily.

But, out of all that, if he knows for sure that Touma is the one who initiate that kiss. Now, that’s the freaking thing. Touma is the one who kissed him and he ran away, crying. That added the horror. He did actually cry. In front of the guy he so hate. He doesn’t know what kind of face he had to put on when he meets the blonde.

Well, at least he can gain some relief that he’s able to slap and bit Touma’s lips.

And that brings him back to the kiss. Instantly he hits his head to the wall again. Twice, as when he tried to make the thrice, someone had to stop him, with a familiar low cough.

“ Masaru, if you break the wall, I’ll have you work for it.” He heard Captain Satsuma’s all too calm commanding voice.

“ Got it, Sir.” He replied darkly while pulling away from the wall to face the older man, uncaring with his throbbing head.

Satsuma only gives him a slight glance in a silent sign of dismissal then he walked off passed him. But, Masaru had to frown in confusion when Satsuma stopped halfway and giving him a pleased look. “ I’m quite pleased to find both of you able to work together. The report also comes out better than you usually do, Masaru. Also---“ But he didn’t have the time to finish as Masaru had vanished from his eyesight. With a calm shrug, he dismissed it and went on to his own way.

In the other hand, Masaru dashed to the direction of the base to get a certain someone and maybe have a proper talk for once. Annoyed and pissed off, mentally Masaru muttering various cursing words he can find in his vocabulary. He knows for a fact that he didn’t do a thing concerning the report, except messing it up. And he’s practically leaving after he destroyed it. So, how in the hell the report can comes out good and well to the captain’s hands ? There’s only one answer for that as he knows so fucking well who’s the only person that can work such things even able to deceive the sharp eyed captain.

Punching the door lock button to open, Masaru stomping into the base. “ Touma !!”

And oh so he loves the always so calm blonde. Not even bat an eyelash upon being yelled at even though it was clear enough how pissed off Masaru was.

Ignoring every pair of eyes following him, Masaru stepped closer until he was before the all too calm blonde and growled angrily at him. “ The hell all that’s for ?”

Tilting his head slightly to the side in a sign of confusion, Touma followed calmly. “ Sorry, but I don’t really get what you’re talking about, Masaru.”

Leaning down dangerously close to Touma’s face, obviously forgotten of their small incident in his anger, Masaru hissed lowly. “ The report. What’s that for ?”

Of course Touma knows so well what he’s talking about. He had no idea how Masaru able to find out about it though, but one thing he’s sure of that is Masaru certainly displeased about it. Right, he should have expect it coming from him, but it’s partly his fault that Masaru unable to finish part of his report. Just say part of his sane and guilty side was the one that force him to finish it and even go so far to fake Masaru’s report. He knows it’s so unlike him and even go so far to lose his control. But, what’s done is done and he can’t change a thing about it, except repairing what had been broke.

Trying as best as he can to control his tone of voice with their closeness and the crazy thumping of heartbeat inside him, Touma replied. “ I’m merely finishing what’s we’re being tasked to.”

“ Yeah, sure. Unlike a certain someone who can’t do everything right until our genius prince have to do his part. That’s it ?” Masaru mocked, showing his displeasure upon having his task being done by someone else. And having it done by Touma doesn’t make things much better in his part. Worst actually.

Touma narrowed his eyes and flinched slightly finding everyone staring at them. He should have blame Masaru for putting such private matter in public, but he knows it’s just how Masaru was. Crossing his hands before his chest in a sign of defiance, Touma looks directly to the other teen. “What’s your problem ? It’s done and the captain is satisfied. You don’t have to work with me as you wish.”

Instantly Masaru lifted a hand, trying to punch the blonde, but he stopped midway. Pulling back his fisted hands to his side, Masaru hissed lowly. “ Shit, why should I even bother ? You…” Taking a breath, he turns away sharply. “ I’m telling the captain. As a man, I’ll finish what I started.”

Watching the Masaru’s retreating back until the door closed behind him, Touma runs his hand through his hair with a small sigh. “ Really, that guy. As a man he said…” Touma had to amuse himself finding Masaru able to say such thing while he can’t confront him about the kiss he initiated like a man he tends to say.

Straightened himself, Touma pushed Gaomon lightly to join the confused and worried looked Agumon. “ Stay here. It’s between us.”

Gaomon nodded. “ Yes, Master.”

Hugging Raramon, Yoshino leaned closer with a teasing smile. “ Should I keep Gaomon and Agumon occupied until you settle whatever it is with Masaru?”

“ Much appreciated, Yoshino.” Touma said, not even slightly affected by her teasing.

Rolling her eyes exasperatedly, Yoshino sat onto her chair and focused on her computer screen while waving at him lightly. “ Really, Touma. Maybe you should be clear enough to get the message passed through his childish thick brain. Good luck though. You’ll need a lot of it.”

Touma said nothing in return and takes his quiet leave, but not before he caught the females sighing heavily while muttering ‘what a waste’. He had to smile at that. He already had a wild guesses that the people in the base know of his attraction and what they just did confirmed it. At first it was only his unconscious act and a small sign in his part, but he guessed slowly they noticed it, no matter how small it is even though he’d been careful about it. Masaru and Agumon was probably the only one who was clueless about it. Even Gaomon already clever enough not to ask as to why he unconsciously keeps stealing glance to the clueless brunette.

Leaning onto the wall with crossed hands before his chest, Touma watching quietly in amusement finding Masaru in the middle of mumbling to himself and looked very much frustrated with various complains he muttered and annoyance written all over his feature. After the brunette letting more steam out, finally Touma decided to let his presence known. Straightened himself, he spoke calmly. “ The captain already left.”

Masaru turns sharply at the sound of his voice. Glaring angrily, he snapped. “ You should have said that sooner !!”

Touma shrugged. “ You’re the one making a run before anyone had any chance to say anything.”

That shut Masaru up completely. Mumbling something incoherently under his breath, Masaru was too late to notice when Touma closing their distance and they’re too close to Masaru’s liking, especially when he lifted his face to find it only an inch closer to touch the other.

Taking a step back and unfortunately realizing his trapped condition with the wall behind him, Masaru tried his best to get his face as far as possible from the other. “ W—What do you want, Touma ?” He stuttered uneasily.

“ It’s bruised.” Touma murmured while tracing a finger over the vague bruise at Masaru’s lips.

Face flushed at the reminder of how he gets the bruise in the first place, Masaru forcefully pushing the other teen away. “ G—Get away from me, Jerk !!” As he forcefully pushed the blonde away, accidentally he lost his balance and ended up falling to the other side of the wall. Masaru doesn’t know if he must call it lucky or what when the door before them automatically opened and they ended up falling onto the hard floor. Or so Masaru wishes when he oddly landed on something softer than the hard floor and to his horror he knows what’s supposedly before him.

Rubbing his back head, Touma grunted. “ That’s quite a treat, Masaru.”

Flushing in embarrassment, Masaru quickly standing up and glaring down to the blonde. “ Is it that fun to play with me like that ?! Well, tell you what ?! It’s not funny at all !! You, you…!!” He didn’t have the chance to finish it as Touma being calm as ever pointed behind him.

“ Masaru, the door.”

“ Huh ?” Masaru turned just in time to see the door hissed closed behind him and leaving both of them in darkness. “ What the… Hey !! Open up !!” He punched the metallic door furiously while trying to find the being of the door machine which is futile in such darkness.

Pulling himself after his eyes getting used to the darkness, Touma calmly seated on the nearest floor and leaned back onto the empty wall with various unknown things around them. As far as he can tell it’s the storage and for a brained one he knows it’s quite dangerous to walk around in such darkness with the possibility hitting on various things and ended up being buried under is quite high.

“ I find the lock, Touma !! What’s the code ?!” Masaru yelled from somewhere in the darkness.

Touma thought it was impressive for Masaru to be able to find such thing in the darkness and thankfully he’s clever enough not to put in the code carelessly as it will only activated the security. Resting back, he sighed out. “ Dunno. Don’t have codes for every room and certainly not any storage. Just click the bottom left button and turn the lamp on.” Right after that, he can hear the sound of a button being clicked on and the room instantly filled by bright light until he had to shield his eyes for a while and blinking the darkness away.

Looking around the bright room, Masaru had to agree that they’re indeed trapped inside the storage. There’re various things piled around and the only place he can call safe to spend the time is the empty space around Touma. He mourned mentally. What in God’s name had he done to piss off the fate so much until he had to be damned with Touma ? The previous day was worst enough to be in the same room as Touma and resulted in something he doesn’t really want to remember. And then he was trapped in the same room with no way out. He really doesn’t want to know how he’ll end up. Fate sure is hates him.

“ Agumon or anyone surely will be searching for us if we’re gone for too long.” Masaru said, very much hoping it’s true. He’ll go die from nervous alone if he’s trapped for too long in the same room with Touma. Give him an army of digimons and he’ll fight them happily, but give him one Touma and he’ll make a run for his life. It’s really hard to be with Touma after the safe line between them crossed. Even his heart already beating crazily as if it’ll explode anytime.

In the other hand, Touma somehow doubt it’ll happen soon. After all Yoshino was the one who encourage him to give it a go and she’ll undoubtedly keep everyone occupied. Means, it’ll take sometime before anyone notices that they’re locked inside the room. Not to add the hall is one that was rare of passerby. Everything surely always went out of plan if faced with Masaru.

“ Masaru, sit down.” Touma offered purely out of kindness seeing how stressed out the other teen while he’s partly at fault. Of course he’s conscious of his act that resulted in making Masaru being wary with him.

“ I’m fine.” Masaru said though unconsciously he takes a step back in a sign of wariness at the offer. His palms are sweaty and he can’t stop to rub it together nervously.

Watching the nervous driven Masaru was interesting in Touma’s part. It’s rare to see the active and noisy Masaru actually able to be so quiet and looked like ready to make a run in any chance possible which is so unlike him. Running away and Masaru seems to be so far away, but there he’s and the cause of it is only a simple kiss. Well, maybe he shouldn’t call it simple. It was odd enough for a guy to kiss another. Moreover that kiss already cross the safe line called friendship between them. Sure they fight each other, but there’s time when they fight side by side just like a real friend and comrade. Maybe that’s where the attraction comes from.

Running his hand through his hair, Touma said. “ I don’t bite, Masaru. Just get over here and sit down. There’s no guarantee when we’ll be found. Or… are you scared ?” He ended with a sly smile.

Hearing the insult, Masaru instantly glared at him. “ I’m not !!” As if to prove his point, he closed their distance and sat down beside the blonde with quite a fair distance and giving him his back, refusing to face him.

Touma actually lets him be and letting the silence to fill the room. That’s it until the silence unnerving Masaru and he finally opens his mouth, unable to keep quiet for a long time.

“ Hopefully there’s no attack while we’re like this… Will be hard for Yoshino alone…”

“ Ah…” Touma agreed. Of course both of them know that Yoshino usually able to take care of the attack on her own, but lately with the increase of attack and the more powerful the digimons came, it’s been hard to handle it alone. Even though Gaomon and Agumon going with her, but without their digisouls then the battle will be a tough one.

Then it was quiet again. No one knows what they should say or do in such solitude. Just say it’s really awkward.

After a long silence, Masaru finally opened his mouth again, boredom finally taking its toll and he’s too tired to be wary any longer. “ Hey, Touma, say something.”

Resting his cheek on his raised knee and looking at Masaru’s back, Touma said bluntly. “ Like… why did I kiss you ?” He knows one way or another they have to settle it and since Masaru clearly giving the sign that he doesn’t want to talk about it, so Touma decided he’ll be the one to bring the subject up.

The reaction was unexpected though. Rather than being wary like before or edging away, Masaru actually turned his head slightly to glare at him.

“ Are you that desperate ?” Masaru growled lowly.

“ Desperate as in ?” Touma asked partly in confusion, at lost of where did it came from.

Masaru turned away with a loud huff. “ Hell should I know !! Picking a fight with me or you just need a good lay !! Well, tell you what ? The game is over !! It’s not fun and I’m not enjoying it !! You confused the hell out of my head already and I’m not going to get through it again !! It’s done !! Find a girl or something !!”

Hearing the exclamation, Touma groaned mentally. Really, what Yoshino said it too true. Faced with Masaru either he had to be straight clear or smack him first for being a blockhead. Dear God in heaven, why would he think he needs a girl when the one he kissed is him who is clearly a guy ?! Wait, he second that. The first thing is, why in God’s name he had to be attracted to such oblivious guy ?!

……At least he said it clear enough that he’s actually thinking about it even though it messed up his head.

“ Masaru,” Touma murmured wile leaning in to Masaru’s back, so ended to whisper to his ear. He smiled slightly seeing small shiver running through the brunette’s body and continued. “ Do I have to go so far to put it bluntly that the one I kissed here is you, a guy, and I don’t just go kiss anyone ?”

Masaru lowered his head, trying to distance himself from the blonde. “ Go find a guy then.”

Touma frowned. So, he’s okay if he’s going to any guy as long as it’s not him ? That’s not quite comforting. Taking a deep breath, Touma said, “ Masaru, stop being such a kid and face me. You’re not making this easier at all and my patience have limit too. That’s it unless the so self proclaimed number one street fighter is too afraid to face such intimate act, hmm ? Are you such a coward, Masaru ?”

Instantly, Masaru turned sharply with a loud shout. “ Who’re you calling a coward ?! I’m not, but there’s no helping it !! It’s my first time and I don’t know how to mmph…!!” Masaru stared wide eyes as Touma taking his chance to kiss him again. He stayed stunned on the spot even when he was slowly being lowered to lay down with hands held above his head to prevent release. When his sense finally kicked in, he bites onto the lips, making Touma pulled away though holding him still. Touma surely is strong when he feels like it.

Spitting the blood away, Masaru growled angrily. “ Bastard. Who’s the coward now ? Taunting me only for this shit…”

Wiping the blood off from his lips, Touma smiled. “ Actually, I’m only using my brain while you’re the one being too easy to pull around.”

Struggling uselessly from the strong hold with his legs also being locked down effectively, Masaru keeps his glare in tact. “ You think I’m that easy, huh ?” He stated with a challenging smirk, trying to put up his strong façade while inside his heart beating crazily and panic running through his whole veins. Sure he had his attraction, but he had his pride as a man and he certainly won’t give in easily. No, never, especially not to Touma.

A weak shake of head. “ Honestly, nothing ever comes easy with you.”

Masaru turned his face to the side with a scoff. “ Hah, thanks. Coming from you I’ll take that as a compliment.” Suddenly he widened his eyes with a soft gasp at the feel of lips kissing the side of his exposed neck and hand trying to unbutton his shirt. Struggling vainly with flushed face, Masaru shouted angrily. “ Damn it, Touma !! What do you think you’re doing ?! Let go !!”

‘If, if you continue… we wouldn’t be able to go back to where we were…’ Masaru thought in panic. He admitted that he’s terrified. Terrified of this side of Touma that he never knows. Terrified of what would become of them. Terrified of what was to come.

At the moment he feels fingers slipped at the side of his waistband, Masaru choked out weakly, unable to get free also unable to refuse such touch. “ Stop it, Touma. Go further and I wouldn’t be able to forgive you.”

Looking down at the laying teen whose shirt opened exposing his chest, face flushed with trail of tears falling from his eyelids and still facing the side in a sign of refusal to face him, Touma memorized such rare sight as best as he can then he chuckled softly. “ I should have, shouldn’t I ? But, at this point it’s impossible already. Hate me if you must, Masaru.” ‘Because hatred is just another form of affection even though it’s only to make you remember this one time.’ He thought with a weak smile and thus he crossed the line between them completely.

Masaru lets out a slow intake of breath when spit covered fingers teased his opening and they slid inside with practiced ease. Beads of sweat covered his brow as he let his muscles relax to accept the feel of Touma stroking inside him. It feels kind of odd and slightly uncomfortable, but a gasping breath escaped him when the exploring fingers found what they’re looking for, and he arched his hips up, losing in pleasure. He doesn’t even realize at that point he had been freed and should be able to flee if so he wishes. But, no. He stays and letting Touma to do everything to his body. He’s completely at the other’s mercy. So weak, hopeless, so lost. And he can do nothing about it, except… accepting.

Letting out a small cry and breathing heavily, Masaru said nothing even when Touma slid into him. Masaru thought it was ironic that Touma was trying to be as gentle as possible in such situation. Braving himself to steal a glance at the blonde on top of him, Masaru lets out a weak smile. No matter what, he can’t deny that Touma looked indefinably gorgeous while moving above him. The light silhouetting his exposed boy with beads of sweats shimmering on his skin, making him looked like almost shining.

Looking pass the blonde’s shoulder, Masaru puts his focus to the blinding light, not even once looking at Touma in the face. Not even when Touma was kissing his forehead gently and holding him close as he was sheathed completely inside him. Masaru was sniffling softly with quivering body as he tried to get used with the strange and painful feeling, still he refused to hold the blonde back. He knows it’ll be easy if he just raise his hands and holding Touma back, but it will change everything, won’t it ? It’ll be his complete surrender then if he returns the affection and his pride as a man won’t allow him that. So, he keeps his hands down and clawing the floor instead.

Touma pulled back slightly and giving him a couple of testing thrust to let him gets used with the feeling first. When Masaru finally lets out a soft sigh with a small moan as Touma brush something inside him, Touma pulled out halfway and thrust forward once again, making the brunette cry out when he hit his prostate. Masaru panted, moving in rhythm with Touma’s unhurried thrusts. Touma pulled one of Masaru’s legs up and over his shoulder to thrust deeper and sending the brunette into moaning mess even though he tried hard to contain it. Touma leaned over the brunette, kissing him feverishly as he thrust harder into him.

“ Masaru,” Touma whispered, against the side of Masaru’s neck, and he felt himself coming closer to the brink. “ Come, Masaru,” he urged, nipping at the sweaty skin of his shoulder, and running his tongue over it to sooth the sting that it left behind.

A haunting moan passed Masaru’s lips when he climaxed, his seed spilling between their bodies, and his relaxed muscle tightened almost painfully around Touma’s thrusting cock. Touma’s groan of pleasure were muffled against his sweat covered neck, and his hot breath tickled him, covering his skin with goosebumps His thrusts slowed, but he didn’t stop until he was pleasantly spent and sated then Touma grunted lowly before thrusting for the last time and released inside him.

Laying lifelessly with heavy breath, Masaru covered his eyes with a hand. He can’t believe they just did that. A kiss was worst enough and then sex ? God, what would become of them ? His body and soul surely satisfied as it’s also something he’s only able to dream, but his heart and brain is in deep turmoil. When Touma expertly putting his clothes back on properly again, Masaru lets him be, too tired and spent to do anything. He just wants to get into his comforting bed and sleep and wishing the morning to be the same.

Watching the laying teen while wiping Masaru’s sweaty face with his handkerchief, Touma knows it’s too late for any excuse. Still, he can’t help to open his mouth. “ Masaru, I…” But, he was cut sharply.

“ Don’t you dare.” Masaru hissed angrily and finally he lowered his hand to glare to the blonde. “ You think you just say sorry then we’re back to what we were ? Fuck you. It’s not that easy.” He turned to lay on his side with a low grunt, feeling his back aching already.

Sighing softly, Touma pulled away and returned to sit on his previous place. Leaning onto the wall, he watched the laying teen quietly. He was quite thankful when the lamp dimmed slowly then gone completely to surround them in the depth of darkness again. Touma knows they’ll be trapped until morning then as it’s the sign that it had passed the curfew and everyone including the staffs must have gone home already. Even though he’s worried about Agumon and Gaomon, but he decides that he’ll leave it to Yoshino’s hands.

“ Masaru ?” Touma questioned confusedly when he feels hands reaching out and caressing his face. Who is he expecting anyway ? It’s only the two of them trapped inside the dark room.

“ Quiet.” Masaru whispered with a weak smile, glad that they’re in the darkness, so he’s free to reveal his real self without letting the blonde knows. Tracing the lips he had made bleed more than once, slowly he leans in and pressing a short kiss to Touma’s surprise.

Tracing his lips, Touma questioned confusedly. “ Why ?”

Masaru snorted quietly. “ It’s dark.” Sitting beside the blonde and resting his head on the blonde’s shoulder, he closed his eyes and smiled. “ Because I hate you. Don’t ever expect more than what I can give, Touma. For now… let’s pretend… just for this moment…”

In understanding, Touma closed his eyes to rest and resting his head on top of Masaru’s. “ Ah... just for this moment…” He agreed quietly.

After a long silence, Touma called out softly. “ Masaru.”

“ Hnn ?” Masaru muttered, sleep driven.

“ …… I hate you too.”

Masaru actually smiled at that. “ Good.”

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Epilogue

Touma finally stirred from his deep sleep when he feels someone shaking him to awake. Fluttered his eyes opened, he blinked it a couple of times to get used with the light then stared to the man who shake him to wake.

“ Sir, are you alright ? Your friend too…” He asked with worry unhidden.

Touma frowned and turned to his side to see Masaru still dead asleep. He returned his attention to man he recognized as the staff from his uniform then. “ I guess. How do you find us ?”

He was looking at Masaru worriedly, but still replied him. “ I need to get some things here and I find both of you. You’re lucky, Sir. People rarely walked in here though it’s our fault in the first place for not giving any warning that the lock outside is broken and unless you have the door code then you won’t be able to get out. What’s your division, Sir ? Do you want me to inform them ? It’s morning already.”

Touma waved him off lightly. “ It’s fine. We’ll just go back to work right away. Hey, Masaru !! Wake up !!” He shouted with a rough shake toward the brunette, so different from the gentleness he showed the day before.

Masaru groaned sleepily. “ Shut up, Agumon… Ten more minutes…”

Touma sighed. Even though Masaru is sleep driven, but comparing him with a digimon is too much. Purposely he stands up and letting Masaru who had been leaning onto him falling with a loud yelp.

Rubbing his side of head that hitting the hard floor, he grunted. “ Damn it, Touma. You don’t have to be so rough about it.”

Touma shrugged lightly. “ It’s morning. We should go.” He thanked the staff in his way out followed by the already cheerful Masaru. Even until they’re arrived at the base, none of them mentioned what happened before as it’s a sensitive subject to both of them.

Every pair of eyes immediately sets at them when they walked in side by side. Touma instantly moved back when Agumon made a run to get Masaru and glomped him with his heavy body. Out of instinct, he placed a hand on top Masaru’s shoulder and keeps him standing straight after Agumon obviously making him lost balance, especially with his aching back.

Pretending the touch was nothing, but purely innocent, Touma patted his shoulder once. “ There’s the captain.” Then he moved away to his usual seat with Gaomon joining in.

“ Aniki, are you alright ? You’re missing together !! We’re worried !!” Agumon said worriedly.

Masaru scratched the back of his neck with a laugh. “ Sorry, sorry. We’re fighting and just ended up being locked in the storage. We’re fine.” The oblivious Masaru who obviously doesn’t know when to stop though Touma looked pretty cool taking it even though there’s a surprised gasp from the women.

Masaru turned to Satsuma then and giving him a serious look. “ Captain, about that report. If you don’t mind I would like to remake it. It’s…”

“ Touma’s doing, right ?” Satsuma sighed.

Masaru blinked. Touma stays quiet thought there’s a hint of smile at the corner of his lips.

Placing a pile of paper into Masaru’s waiting hands, Satsuma stated. “ Pretty obvious even with the way it was written to copy your writing style. But, I’ll let it be for now. Here’s your punishment together with Touma. Do it together this time.”

Head lowered and mourned mentally only at the sight of the amount of paper he had to work on, Masaru agreed and put all the papers onto Touma’s table as the blonde joining him.

“ By the way, Touma.” Satsuma called with a hint of confusion in his voice.

Touma looked up at him. “ Yes, Sir ?”

Cupping his chin, Satsuma said thoughtfully. “ If I wasn’t mistaken, the storages supposedly have the old type locks. It should be easy enough for you to hack into, isn’t it ?”

Masaru was left to stare speechlessly to the blonde.

Leaning back comfortably on his seat, Touma replied calmly. “ It’s dark, Sir. It’s not safe to move around in such condition especially in the storage with so many things pilled up therefore I don’t give it a look. But, maybe, yes, I might.”

“ Touma…” Masaru growled lowly. What the hell with ‘it’s dark’ ?! It’s as bright as eyes can see before the curfew !!” He roared mentally. Sobered up, he stared to the blonde. ‘Shit, don’t tell me it’s only his purpose to…’

“ Masaru !!” Yoshino yelled out, instantly taking him out from his mussing. Blinking, Masaru stared at her who pointed at the clock with a frown. “ Today is Monday. How’s your school ?”

Staring at the clock to find out that he’s almost late, especially remembering the way to the school from the base, Masaru cursed softly and instantly making a run to snatch all of his belongings. His mother surely will be after him if he absent from school.

Shouldering his uniform jacket and making a dash while waving back to everyone in good bye, Masaru had to stop midway when Touma called him over.

“ If you want my driver can drive you. It should be faster.” He offered.

Childishly Masaru stuck his tongue out and shouted back at him. “ Better be late rather than stuck with you again !! I really do hate you, Touma !! You’re the worst !!” Still remembering to snatch his digivice, he made a mad dash to get to school in time.

Watching the door closed behind Masaru’s back, Yoshino sighed and giving Touma a compassioned look. “ A day locked together and still nothing changed ? I pity you who stuck with him, Touma.”

Craning his head back with the paper hiding part of his face and closing his eyes, Touma shrugged lightly. “ It’s how Masaru was.” Still, he smiled secretly, unbothered with any pitying and sad look even when people consoling him, he stays quiet.

It’s complicated between them, but at least they have an understanding. No one else needs to understand as it’s only between them. Even though when they act as if there’s nothing change outside, but deep inside both of them knows what’s between them had changed. Only time will tell where it’ll take them. At the moment, both of them content enough to stay as they are.

~~~~~ Owari ~~~~~~

Author’s whining ~~ Haa… It’s finally finished !! Takes a long time only to write this one story. Geh, I hope they’re not too OOC. Oh, well, hope you have fun reading this. I’ll be the first to admit the lemon sucks though. Well… I still have fun writing this though. Thanks for reading. ; )