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Eheh.. this might be a little- hell, a lot OOC for Hiwatari-kun, so just assume that Dark is in cahoots with him, onegai-shimasu?

"What's the problem, Niwa-kun?"

"Nothing. It's just that I can't seem to get this out-" Daisuke stopped fiddling with the plastic cup and offered it to Hiwatari-kun. "Would you like to try?"

The taller boy took the cup and raised it to his lips.

/Oh look!/ Dark said, sounding insanely cheerful. /Indirect kiss!/

Daisuke choked and tried to look elsewhere as Satoshi deftly and sensously maneuvered the thick straw with his lips. A red flush rose up his cheeks, only to be replaced with a look of concern as Hiwatari-kun pushed away the cup, coughing. "Niwa-kun, I think I-"

/He's choking!/ Daisuke cried in distress.

/I can see that./ Dark snapped. /Well, do something, before he suffocates./

/But what?/

/Mouth to mouth resuscitation!/

/What?/

/Just do it!/ Dark insisted. /It's the only way. Put your mouth to his, and suck./

Daisuke hesitated, the the blush creeping back up his face. Then he closed his eyes and touched his lips to Hiwatari-kun's, sucking gently. His arms clasped Hiwatari-kun's in a gentle embrace, holding him closer to his body.

But no recalcitrant pearl turned up, and in his panic Daisuke found his tongue exploring the regions of Hiwatari-kun's mouth, only to be met by an answering tongue, pushing something sweet and soft into his own mouth.

Daisuke's eyes flew open, and the blush returned to his cheeks even as Hiwatari-kun's arms came up to encircle his body, putting them in very intimate proximity.

They broke apart, both flushed and panting for breath.