Miyagi yawned as he walked towards the gym for a weekend of practice at Akagi's insistance to get themselves prepared for a match against Ryonan. It was still early and judging by the quietness in the area, he wouldn't be too surprised if he was the first one to get there.

His sports shoes squeaked as he crossed the smooth gym floor, its sound resounding in the empty hall.
If no one's here yet, then I'd have to wait for Akagi to open the locker room door, Miyagi suddenly remembered as he passed the locked locker rooms of various sports teams. However, to his surprise he could see from afar that the basketball team's locker room door was already open a crack.
Either Akagi's early or he had given the key to someone else, Miyagi thought as he reached the door.

Before he could push the door open, suddenly he heard a cry that made his body go still.

"Ah! Kogure! Go slowly will ya!"

Miyagi blinked. Quietly he took a peep and his eyes widened at what he saw.
There on the floor was Kogure, kneeling between Mitsui's legs as the scarred-face boy sat on the bench, his face grimacing as Kogure's hands moved. Kogure's back was towards Miyagi so he couldn't see what the senior was doing, therefore Miyagi could've come up with a lot of explanations for this scene but with the way Mitsui was moaning and groaning as Kogure worked between his knees and Mitsui's track pants pulled down to his ankles, the 2nd year's mind was filled with ecchi thoughts.

Suddenly Mitsui hissed and one of his hands reached out to clutch Kogure by the shoulder.
"Can't take it?" Miyagi could vaguely hear from Kogure.

"If you do it like that! I thought you said it'll feel good!" said Mitsui defending himself before another hiss came from him.

Kogure chuckled, "I didn't know you can be such a baby, Mitsui-kun. Open you legs further - that's it."
Mitsui continued to pant lightly as Kogure continued to do whatever he was doing.

Outside Miyagi felt his heartbeat beat faster when suddenly a hand clasped his shoulder. He nearly yelped in surprise and he turned around to see Ayako looking curiously at him. She was about to open her mouth to ask when Miyagi quickly placed his hand on her mouth to silence her. She began to struggle to pull the boy's hand away but Miyagi held fast.

The only thing that made Ayako stop her struggles was Mitsui's voice.

"Kogure!" gasped Mitsui.

"I'm sorry. It'll feel better soon. Just relax," Kogure's soft voice came wafting out. When Miyagi took his hand away, Ayako leaned her head a little to take a peek for herself. Miyagi watched her eyes grow wide before she pulled back, her face flushed.

"Ah! Damn it, Kogure! I said go slow!"

"I'm trying!" came an exasperated huff from the bespectacled senior, "I want to touch all the places. It's... deep..."

"No kidding," Mitsui said sarcastically before he gave another gasp, "Kogure!"

Then they heard Kogure sigh, "Alright, I'll stop."

Miyagi and Ayako turned around quickly to tiptoe away when they came face to face with Akagi. Akagi arched an eyebrow at his juniors' shocked expressions and like Ayako he was about to ask when the pair put they fingers to their lips in a frantic gesture.

"Oh yeah," came a groan from inside the locker room.

Curious, Akagi walked towards the door and was about to slide it open when his eyes alighted upon the scene through the crack of the door a few seconds before a groan came out from Mitsui.

"Better?" asked Kogure breathlessly.

"Mmm.. yeah, much better," sighed Mitsui leaning closer towards his friend, "You're good at this."

Akagi suddenly acquired sickly green colour to his face.

Then Rukawa appeared and the seniors didn't have to do anything much to keep the raven-haired boy quiet. He stood silently as he and the three continued to without purpose listen in on the conversation in the locker room. Akagi and Ayako seemed torn on what to do with the uncomfortable expressions on their faces and Miyagi could've sworn that he could see a glint of something in Rukawa's blue eyes as the voices continued to float out.

"Oyaho gozaimas!!"

They turned around in horror to see Hanamichi walking up to them cheerfully with his gym bag hanging by his head. Akagi and the two year 2s scrambled to shush the redhead but his loud voice kept on coming, "What's the matter? Why are you guys waiting out here for? Hey, fox! Why are you looking at me like that? Are you holding a secret from the tensai?!"

They groaned as Hanamichi kept on walking towards the locker room and they braced themselves for an outburst.

Hanamichi pushed open the door and his voice was heard, "Hey, Micchy! What's wrong with you?"

The redhead disappeared inside and they heard murmurs in reply to the junior's question. When the four didn't hear any horrified shrieks or cries from anyone inside the locker room they approached hesitantly.

Inside Hanamichi was changing his shirt and Mitsui was still on the bench with his track pants still down and his cotton briefs thankfully up. Kogure was still kneeling but since he has already turned around, they could see that he was throwing some bloody cotton balls into the wastebasket before bending down to place a pair of small metal tongs and a bottle of cooling medicine for numbing wounds into a first aid kit.

Kogure looked up and saw them. He smiled. "Ohayo, I thought you'd be here early," the boy spoke to Akagi.

"Well... uh... there was some sort of... distraction. But it's solved now," Akagi answered walking up to his locker with Rukawa entering the room to do the same.

Kogure looked at Akagi in puzzlement, "Are you ok? You're face seems to be flushed."

"Uh yeah, I'm fine," Akagi quickly assured him as he busied himself with whatever contents he has in his locker.

Suddenly Mitsui realised that Ayako was also present, standing at the threshold of the door with Miyagi beside her.

The no. 14 player eeped. "Ayako! What are you doing here?!" he cried out as he scrambled to pull his pants up.

"Oh! I'm sorry, sempai!" the manageress exclaimed before she stepped out and slid the locker room door closed, blushing furiously as she did so.

Miyagi casually walked up to his senior. "What happened to you?" he asked when he saw some cuts on the insides of Mitsui's thighs.

Before Mitsui could reply, Hanamichi was the first to open his mouth, "Careless Micchy scratched himself while he was going over a barbed fence! Hehehe!"

"Shut up, you monkey!" shot out Mitsui.

"Temme! Who are you calling monkey, Micchy!"

Annoyed at the name Hanamichi uses for him, he stood up to attack the redhead when Akagi suddenly bellowed out in anger, "Will both of you cut it out! I don't need to hear the two of you quarreling like brats this early in the morning!"

The two went silent but still scowled at each other as Akagi walked out. Hanamichi humphed and closed his locker before walking out as well with Rukawa right behind him.
The redhead was about to push open the door that connects the gym to the corridor of the locker rooms when Rukawa suddenly wound an arm around the redhead's shoulder.

"Will you come over to my house later?" the fox-eyed boy asked softly.

"Huh? Why?" the redhead asked.

A small smile appeared on Rukawa's lips, "I have this fantasy that I need your participation in..."

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Kogure looked at Mitsui who was wincing a little as he started to stand up.
"Misui, off with those pants," the spectacled boy suddenly ordered.

"Why?" Mitsui asked, puzzled.

"We're not finished yet," Kogure said as he kneeled down again to take out a band-aid from the first aid kit.

"Oh," Mitsui said as he pulled his pants back down, "I thought you had something else in mind."

Kogure looked up in surprise from his position to see Mitsui looking down at him with a leery grin.
"Mitsui!" admonished Kogure, his cheeks acquiring a pink tinge.

Mitsui pulled Kogure in an embrace and kissed the shy boy on the lips. After a few moments he released Kogure and said huskily, "Y'know, you can make it even better by giving it a kiss."

"I - I..." stammered Kogure, his blush beginning to grow.

"And better yet if your kisses take a detour to the left..."

"Mitsui!" Kogure hissed furiously, afraid that anyone could come in and hear this conversation and see him in Mitsui's arms.

Mitsui laughed, "Ok, ok. I'll stop. I thought that you'd be turned on by the sounds I was making earlier."

Kogure glared at the unrepentant Mitsui as he struggled out of the embrace to paste the band-aid on the small but deep cuts on Mitsui's legs.

Then Kogure stood up to let his friend to stand as well and pull his pants up, but before Mitsui could get them past his knees the spectacled boy tilted Mitsui's chin with a finger and gave his friend a soft kiss.

Before Mitsui could get over his surprise, Kogure whispered into the boy's ears, "If you want to know if I was turned on by the noises you made just now, you can try it out again after practice in my room."

With that Kogure walked out leaving Mitsui in a wanted state.
"Kami-sama," Mitsui groaned, "What he does to me.."
Quickly he pulled his pants up and jogged out towards the court, contemplating on various things that he and Kogure might do to make some great noises together.

~The End~