"Mmmmmmmm..."

"Mmmm..."

"Mmph-hey..." Hands pushed the lean, sweaty chest away, "I wonder what our friends would think about this."

"Hmm? Why tell them?" Insistent hands reached forward to draw the shorter body close.

"Why not?"

"Too troublesome." Kisses peppered on a lean neck.

"Yeah." A chuckle came. "Imagine what Hanamichi would do."

A snort in reply. "That kid's too naive. He would be blushing every time he spots us together."

A nod, "Un. Imagining us doing nasty things to each other."

"Yeah, nasty. So can we do more nasty things now?"

"Geez, aren't ya tired? We just went three rounds." An amused chuckle.

"And I plan on doing three more... maybe four before the sun comes up."

"What time is it anyway?"

"It's ten to two. Why? You're not up to it?" A cheeky grin.

"I'm up to anything you can dish out, bud. Remember who kicked your ass that time in the gym. I have fought with guys big and ugly when you were just a jock in year one."

"Ch. I didn't mean that, baka. I meant on the bed."

"Oh, well... Can we take a breather then first. Just enjoy the quietness of the night- morning, whatever."

"Eh? I didn't know you were a cuddler."

"Umm.. much more than anything."

"Heh, you a sensitive guy. This would make startling news. 'Big bad Yohei Mito is a cuddler!' I'd make millions selling that story."

"If you don't get swindled by those three first."

"Who?"

"Takamiya, Ookutsu and Noma."

"Ah, but they'd have to sleep with you before they know about that, ne?"

A yawn. "I've slept with them. And Hanamichi too."

"You what?!"

"Jealous koibito?" A grin.

A firm hand pushed him hard against the mattress. "You better not be short-changing me, Yohei Mito."

The hand was slapped away, "I'm not, you ass. We slept at school when we were helping Hanamichi train. Nothin' happened- not even a cuddle."

"Hmph. You're making fun of me."

"Now who's Mr. Sensitive? Anyway, you seem pretty close with Megane-kun. Is there anything going on between you two that I should now about?"

"We're just friends. And it's Kogure Kiminobu."

"Yeah, whatever. You say potato, I say potato. Lossen up, Micchy! It's not like he minds! He's ok with it."

"He's too good-natured to say anything about it actually. And don't call me Micchy."

"Why not? Hanamichi calls you that."

"I hate that name, alright? Everytime I hear it it reminds me of that monkey's face."

"I think that face is cute. Maybe a bit on the battered side but it's still cute."

"Now should I be jealous?"

"Maybe. What if I give you a name that whenever you hear it will remind you of me? A pet name if you wanna call it."

"Hmmm... ok, shoot."

"Well, uh...your name- Hisashi-kun."

"Pff. Anyone can call me that. Even my mum."

"Of course. Stud muffin then?"

"Ah...."

"How about Snooky-wooky?"

"I...."

"No? How about Love puppy? Or Cutie-wootie-"

"Hisashi-kun would be just fine. Of course, now you realise that I would get a boner everytime I hear that name, don't you?"

"Just for thinking about me? Aww... how sweet."

"Nothing sweet about this, Mito-kun..."

"Mmmm... oh yeah... nothing sweet at all..."

"Mmmmm...How about nasty?"

"Oh man...Ah....d-definitely nasty."

"Where's the tough guy now?"

"Hmmm..." A smile. "He disappeared when he knew why this arrogant son of a bitch called Mitsui Hisashi first quit basketball."

"......I don't need your self pity...."

"Nah, I think it's called love."

"L-Love?"

"Oops. Did that just slip out? What I meant to say was lust. That okay with you?"

"I-I guess so..."

"Fine then."

"Ok."

"Good."

"Great."

"...."

"But if it's love then that's also okay with me. I mean, if what you meant to say was actually lust, not love then I'm not bothered but if..."

"What're you trying to say?"

"I-I-"

"That's alright. We'll take this one step at a time."

A relieved sigh. "Oh, ok. Thanks."

"Wanna get nasty again?"

"You up to it now?"

"You betcha, babe."

"Oh, how manly."

"Oh god.... oh fuck yeah... manly to the... core...."

"Mmmm...."

"That's one... nasty mouth... you've got on ya... Hisashi-kun...."

"The better to do more nasty stuffs on you, Mito dear."

"R-Right... nasty..."

"Not to mention dirty."

"Mmm....definitely."

~Owari