@peachmuses: " no, I think you're wrong. " shuuzou says making himself comfortable as his sits at the table, stealing some of kazuya's drink. it's dinner time and makoto and tatsuya are splitting the food on the table, and he sits, shaking his head, before handing drink back to kazuya, " what is that ? "

kazuya’s looking at his phone / instagram, merely scrolling his feed when he stops to look at comments under one of makoto’s posts. the thing he’d been asking about was concerning one girl that commented, something about if he remembered her / compared to the rest, it stood out. “ some girl. ” he shrugs easily enough, pulling away when makoto moves, tilting his phone so shuuzou can see her account as kazuya clicks on her profile. “ she was asking if mako remembered her. bastard didn’t even reply to her comment. ”

makoto shrugs, putting down final things before taking his seat. “yeah, i don’t have notifications on for instagram, this is the first i’m hearing about it. ”

“ it was three days ago. ”

“ and i don’t get on instagram that often, what do you want from me? i don’t remember her. ”

sociieties asked: “  so are we gonna talk about it or are we gonna pretend nothing’s wrong here?  ” kazuya to makoto and shuuzou because he's tired of pretending that him and tatsuya don't know about how makoto and shuuzou feel about one another.

tatsuya's leaning against the door -- he knows shuuzou enough that when shuuzou gets a moment ; he'll break out and run if feelings get involved. still it's somewhat amusing when he proposed the idea to kazuya a few weeks ago of just 'locking them up' and kazuya running with it. shuuzou shifts on the bed, " what do you mean ? what's wrong ? " tatsuya clicks his tongue. wrong answer, shuu. " your feelings. " shuu stills, " what feelings ? " tatsuya slides his gaze over to kazuya, and raises a brow, " i think that shuu's pretending he doesn't know. "

sociieties asked: if tatsuya keeps looking at him like that, makoto might just choke. all he’s doing is eating a popsicle, but they’re out on the beach and it’s one of the hottest days out since they’ve been here and his popsicle is admittedly melting just a little too fast. at some point, his boyfriend had noticed and makoto’s convinced if he looks at him, tatsuya’s going lose sight of their twisted plan. shuuzou and kazuya had wandered off in search of something, but they’re walking back up to the boardwalk and makoto’s shoulder checked by some stranger, causing him to drop the popsicle. he then, finally, looks at tatsuya, immediately smiling before he’s shaking with laughter, trying not to, but he quickly brought to tears while little giggles slip here and there as he leans into the other.

it's hot and both shuuzou and he had decided to strip themselves out of their shirts the minute they hit the beach. ( shuuzou / who had bought a bag to shove things into, and tatsuya is almost thankful for his planning for the little things like that. he doesn't say it though. ) tatsuya's belly piercing - a cobra - glitters in the sunlight. at some point - they all had stopped for ice cream / popsicles, and makoto had gotten a red one that, if you asked tatsuya, really brought out the other's tongue / lips via staining. ( but he's not asked / so he keeps the thought to himself. ) shuuzou and kazuya disappear to search for something -- and tatsuya's gaze flicks over the crowd before they're on makoto once again, whose licking the side of the ice cream and tatsuya's gaze laser focuses on his boyfriend who's glancing upwards at him / who is now deep throating the popsicle and tatsuya wants to choke. his boyfriend has been teasing him all day and tatsuya's patience is damn near close to snapping. the occasional flirty text / brushing up against him / etc etc. they've got a plan and tatsuya's about to throw it out the window as makoto makes direct eye contact with him before he deep throat the popsicle, letting out a throaty hum, immediately breaking eye contact with him. tatsuya's eye twitches. he's so close actually. then someone shoulder checks him and makoto drops the popsicle and tatsuya is breathing out a sigh of relief. thank fuckin-- well, apparently not because now his boyfriend is all but burrowed into his chest, laughing. tatsuya looks down for a moment before his attention is captured by shuu and zuya coming back to them. tatsuya's hand drops to makoto's waist, fingers squeezing at hips for the moment. shuuzou pauses -- having watched makoto being shoulder checked, and then burrowing himself into tatsuya's chest before his head tilts upwards to squint up at kazuya. " zu. are you seeing what i'm seeing or has the heat gotten to me ? "

Appleship fic! I forgot to post it here lmao

Snow, a Snowmobile, and Skates (3187 words) by SomeGu3st

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Rin/Yugo (Yu-Gi-Oh)

Characters: Rin (Yu-Gi-Oh), Yugo (Yu-Gi-Oh), Hiiragi Shuuzou

Additional Tags: Snow, Ice Skating, there r mentioned characters, Fluff

Summary:

On a modified D-wheel, the Synchro duo drives off to a frozen lake to skate.

ofmiracles asked: “ i’m not gonna ask if ‘you’re okay’ cause that’s fuckin’ annoying. you wanna get the hell out of here and do something? ” from tatsuya to shuu

annoyance all but rolls off of shuu in black waves , before he twists on his ankles. tatsuya gets it. he usually does. frown is deeper than usual as he lets out a huff of air , stopping to pick bag up off of floor. “ yeah. ” his grip tightens on his bag , eyes sliding over to tatsuya as he watches him a moment , “ anywhere in particular or just wherever the road takes us ? ”

suzume & shuuji tags cuz i haven’t done that yet.

Akashi being sick but hides it and Nijimura wrestling him off to the infirmary in the end; and he’d be pissed at him but still cares ^__T!!!!!!!

A Green Tea Mochi Without You

by StrangeStorm

Akashi Seijuurou has learned many new things since being bonded with Furihata Kouki. And one of the most important things he had learned was this: Be careful what you say to someone, because tomorrow isn't promised and it may be the last thing you may ever say to them.

Words: 16934, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 17 of The Green Tea Series

Fandoms: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball, Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Furihata Kouki, Akashi Seijuurou, Uncrowned Kings, Seirin Team, Generation Of Miracles, Mibuchi Reo, Akashi Masaomi, Furihata Kouta, Hayama Kotarou, Nebuya Eikichi, Mayuzumi Chihiro, Haizaki Shougo, Nijimura Shuuzou, Fukuda Hiroshi, Kawahara Koichi, Kuroko Tetsuya, Kagami Taiga, Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov, Yuri Plisetsky

Relationships: Akashi Seijuurou/Furihata Kouki, multiple side pairings

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse, Friendship, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, akafuri - Freeform, Alpha Akashi Seijuurou, Omega Furihata Kouki, lover's spat, Accidents, Major Character Injury, Coma, Crying, Regrets, Mama Reo, Big Brother Kouta, Surprise Ending, Everyone Loves Kouki, YOI makes a small appearance here

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tagged by @uneplumesombre​ a while back (thank u~)

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (or however many you have altogether). See if there are any patterns. Then, tag your favourite authors.

(fics listed as newest first! also they’re all knb lmao)

1. In Good Hands (aowaka + momoi): It’s hard to see the change in their relationship right away; it’s hard to see because there isn’t one. Aomine and Wakamatsu are still every bit as short with each other as always, and Aomine still provokes him needlessly in practice, which, well, Momoi hadn’t particularly expected to change. 

2. Sharp Angle (nba!tatsuya/nhl!shuu): By the time Tatsuya gets out of the shower, the press are all surrounding the heroes of tonight’s game, and no one even looks his way. 

3. Poor Taste (nijisibs): Shuuzou’s got the last period of the day free, a blessing that allows him to leave early and swing by the middle school early enough to pick up his siblings. 

4. A Liminal Stage (aomura x nba): It’s easier getting up right after to clean them off when Daiki’s still sweating from both the sex itself and from being pressed closely against Atsushi the whole time, the warm friction of skin on skin and already-gathering sweat on sweat.

5. Concentrate (garcirakihimu): There’s about an hour window on a good home game day after Masako gets home but before Tatsuya has to leave for the arena (more if Alex convinces him that he can take a cab, just this once even though it’s the twentieth time this year). 

6. Challenge Accepted (setomomo): Kentarou is usually pretty punctual, but today Satsuki’s beat him to the street court, even with stopping to pick up coffees. 

7. Push (kagahimu x nba): Several years into his NBA career, Taiga still finds himself falling a little more in love with basketball every day. 

8. One and the Same (nijihimu): Corralling the freshmen is like herding cats at the start of the season; there’s only five but they’re all wandering off like they don’t realize boarding’s in less than ten minutes—Tatsuya’s been trying to bring them all back for five or ten minutes already and nearly every time he gets one he’ll lose another to some distraction or other. 

9. Two for Holding (kagahimu hockey au): Tatsuya’s already at the rink when he gets there, stick-handling between the circles and out and back, too focused on the puck to notice Taiga. 

10. Not Just a River (kagahimu x nba): It starts imperceptibly, as much so that Tatsuya can’t say when. 

11. Pinched Time (liuhimu): “Come visit?” Tatsuya had asked two days before graduation, half-turning back to look over his shoulder at Wei, fake levity that even Wei can probably see through in his voice. 

12. Moonshine (nijihimu 1920s au): It’s so easy for Shuuzou to get lost in the winding streets of the city and end up in the direction opposite to where he’d been intending to go, the wrong street of the wrong neighborhood with little hope of getting back in the time he’s allocated for himself. 

13. Suddenly, You (nijihimu): Tatsuya wakes up several times on the flight. Each time he looks around; the cabin’s still dark and he feels how high up they are and shifts his position, trying not to think about how stiff he is, and goes back to sleep. 

14. Under the Ice (liuhimu hockey au): The cold weather rolls back in slowly; they get used to days being significantly above freezing, grey skies and fog and rain pushing back the snowdrifts, road salt long since ground away into the sidewalks beneath their feet. 

15. No Other Way But You (aomido x nba): It rains the weekend the Cavs come to town. 

16. Stress Fractures (kagahimualex x nba): Alex gets the call while she’s watching Tatsuya’s game on TV; it’s gone to a commercial break and she’s just about to text Taiga but he’s got her beaten. 

17. Forces of Destruction (haikise fantasy au): The first time they’d met, Ryouta had felt like he was going to choke. 

18. Lead-Up (furuhana): The staggered rustle of paper on paper as everyone flips their math workbook open is irritating. 

19. Cinnamon Roll (liuhimu): Tokyo is full. It’s full of people, full of things to do and try, bright lights and loud sounds assaulting Liu’s senses (at least in the touristy part of town he and Himuro are sticking to right now—it had been quieter and more out of the way by the hotel).

20. Until it All Runs Dry (aohimu x nba): “I think I’ve got another year left in me.” 

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....wow i haven’t written as much as i’ve wanted to lately but. getting past that, ig i usually try to get as much setup over with as soon as possible.

idk whos still on tumbl & who still writes but if that’s you consider yourself tagged (+ lmk when you do this)

10 fav characters

Tagged by @flightless-crow thanks love! 

(in no particular order) 

1. Yusei Fudo - Yugioh 5D’s  2. Seto Kaiba - Yugioh DM  3. Kurama - Yu Yu Hakusho  4. Kurapika - Hunter x Hunter  5. Otabek Altin - Yuri on Ice  6. Hisoka - Hunter x Hunter    7. Kagura - Gintama 8. Alucard - Hellsing  9. Nijimura Shuuzou - Kuroko no Basuke  10. Historia Reiss - Shingeki no Kyojin 

tagging: @marshmallow-galaxy, @deyanirasan, @tonkatsu-pls and anyone else who wants to do this!

@peachmuses: shuuzou's sitting next to kazuya this time - for some reason tatsuya wanted to sit next to makoto, but they aren't even back at the house yet, having left to go get food orders. shuuzou leans back on one arm, head tilted slightly to study kazuya. spare hand comes up to gently grab at spare hair at the others nape of neck, letting fingertips brush gently against skin. " your hair is getting longer, zu " he muses quietly, eyes trained on neck. " are you letting it grow out ? "

kazuya flinches when fingers touch nape / shuuzou pulls away and kazuya turns his head, hand making way for neck and he threads fingers through the very hair shuuzou had reached for. " oh-- " he breathes out, admirably startled, proceeding to grin sheepishly as fingers come down to rub the back of his neck. " sorry, i just... " he doesn't know, actually, resulting in the way voice trails off. after a moment, he shrugs, hand falling. " not really, i just haven't gotten around to cutting it. why, does it look bad? "

sociieties asked: “ that boy is mine. ” zuya, to mako and tatsu.

tatsuya is smoking on the porch / staying outside of the rain that pelts the ground. he's watching shuuzou scrawl out a long math equation on the blackboard that somehow got brought out onto the porch. he's not paying any attention - and it's not like he could hear them over the rain anyways. he's got headphones in as he works. tatsuya glances over at makoto , before glancing at kazuya. he exhales smoke, " a literature gay and a math gay -- hey , mako , are you a lit gay too ? we can both be lit/math gays together. " tatsuya giggles for a moment ignoring the way kazuya shifts, " and it's shuu, zuzu, you got your work cut out for you, you know ? "

sociieties asked:

it’s the closest thing to an actual picnic that the four of them will get to ( they’d brought their own food, but the ground with a blanket is traded for a park bench table ) and makoto’s sipping on his sprite when a group of five guys walk over. he recognizes them well enough, knows that he feels like he should know their faces considering the way he sees one of the guys slap box another’s arm before pointing at him. oh, for fucks sake? makoto’s leaning into kazuya’s arm when he’s called out to.

“ ha~na~mi~ya~! ” one of the guys sing-song the name out, hands pushed deep in his pockets. kazuya, curious, cranes his neck to see a face he doesn’t recognize ( and in the process, makoto takes his cookie, chocolate chip, and eats it in the process. ) “ you know, ” the same guy continues ( and makoto’s not even looked over ), “ i saw your mom the other day. ” the group laughs.

makoto shifts, moving off of kazuya and his attention flickers towards shuuzou. what. the fuck. is the guy about to say?

“ sorry, ” he corrects himself, ( kazuya’s moving to stand ) “ the other night. she looks better with her clothes— ” it’s a sentence he doesn’t get to finish, not with the way kazuya swings on the guy / fist connects with face and he hits the ground. it doesn’t end there either, as kazuya proceeds to drop to his knees, repeatedly punching the guy in the face ( blood splatters in the process, he’s sure he heard something crack ) and two other guys are already trying to pull kazuya off.

it was suppose to be a good day. it was nice, sunny, no clouds in the sky and shuuzou's paranoid tendencies were pretty quiet today. no people capturing his attention out of the corner of his eye / no randomly hearing his name from no one speaking / no bugs crawling on him / no hate directed at himself. tatsuya carried the basket, and shuuzou had a bag of drinks, and kazuya joked around with makoto. it was suppose to be a good day. it didn't take long for tatsuya to bring out the food he'd cooked and packed, and shuuzou passed out the drinks to everyone, before he sat next to tatsuya who occasionally, was making eyes at kazuya. eyes rolled each time, as he shot a look towards makoto who was busy trying to steal food off of everyone's plates. it was suppose to be a good day. and then it wasn't. there's a group of guys - shuuzou's attention had been captured by - as they walked in, briefly and he felt like they were familiar but nothing was standing out to him so he put it in the back of his mind. ( he can't recall everyone that he's ran into / and while he's not really fucked around with anyone other than makoto before shuuzou decided to sit makoto down and talk about how they should just exclusively fuck each other and no one else - they're not his usual type. it could have been a fight but he doesn't remember those either - not usually. ) he's picking up his phone when makoto's name is called and shuuzou glances up , eyes narrowing on the group of guys making their way to their table and one of the guys stumble as they look at him. tatsuya too, is staring, quiet and cold having picked up on shuu's mood. ( tatsuya is the ice to shuuzou's blazing anger. if shuuzou's anger is lava-hot, then tatsuya's is an unforgiving ice storm. ) it was suppose to be a good day.

shuuzou feels makoto's gaze on him briefly but his lips are turning downwards and eyes flashing in warning when the guy speaks about auntie ko. out of his peripheral he sees tatsuya's hand reaching for the knife that shuuzou knows is hidden under his shirt. ( always carry something dangerous on you, he briefly remembers, tatsuya saying as they were on the floor of his room, talking about the streets of la. shuuzou had laughed and said i am the dangerous thing i carry. ) one of the guys snicker before the asshole speaking even starts again, and shuuzou crushes his phone, moving to stand up, voidless black anger surrounding him and body tensed. " watch your fucking mouth. " he warns, lowly, dangerously, -- but the one speaking continues anyways and kazuya is throwing a punch before he finishes his sentence. the minute kazuya moves, so does shuuzou, throwing himself over the table, uncaring of what mess he leaves in his wake. ( the one that talked is ignored as kazuya is dealing with him. ) he hits the one laughing / quick, fast, disorientating him, and then strikes like lightening hitting a tree by jamming his elbow into his throat. if he wants to laugh, then laugh. it's funny. he falls, and shuuzou spins around to grab one of the guys yanking on kazuya, and lifts him up into the air, before he slams him down and climbs on top of him, a hand coming up to the other's throat squeezing it tightly as the other is hitting his face, repeatedly, uncaring about how blood starts to pour out of nose and covers his hands and face. tatsuya too, moves, hand flickering out a knife from under sleeves, and throwing it with deadly precision into the other's shoulder - the other one the guys that's trying to pull off kazuya from his buddy that's on the ground. he twists around and spits at tatsuya whose cold-ice-rage is freezing the ground. standing, he makes his way, flickering out hidden second knife, to the guy whose staring at him wide-eyed, only to place it under chin at pulse point. " beg. " the guy does, stammering and crying all the while, falling over himself to back away from tatsuya who advances whenever the guy takes a step back / tatsuya eventually backs him into a tree and the guy howls as knife digs into shoulder blade and cold amusement flickers on his face. " your buddy got you into some shit, didn't he ? " tatsuya says, humor seeping into his tone, and the guy tries to breath throughout sobs, before tatsuya is yanking out knife from the back, making sure to yank and pull downwards tearing through muscle. he will not be able to do anything without intense pain in his shoulder for the rest of his life. " you should think more instead of blindly following someone that stupid. c'mon don't you think you can beg better ? your life is on the line here after all. " the fifth guy ends up turning on his heel - fleeing, having decided that this was too much for him. ( he'll go to church / he'll repent. he's pretty sure he just saw the devil and his court and wants no part of it. ) shuuzou squeezes and squeezes and hits and hits and the guy's face turns purple and blue and there's a sick twisting satisfaction inside of his gut that says keep going. the guy passes out.

shuuzou backs off. he turns, eyes counting everyone present, and lips turn downwards, " someone left. " lava-hot, and bubbling over, shuuzou moves to stick his foot on the guys throat of who kazuya had been dealing with. he leans down. ( the guy is passed out. ) " enough, kazuya. " eyes flicker towards best friend, whose dripping in blood at the moment, " you did it. " gaze then flickers to tatsuya whose still messing with the guy crying and pleading, " go get tatsuya. " gaze then flickers to makoto, lips drawn back, hot anger still seeping throughout his veins, " what do you want me to do with them? "

countdown, part 3

Hi guys! It’s been 1000 years and Arc-V ended on me but uh, here’s the next section?

sorry though, seriously, it’s still going~

part 1 is here

part 2 is here

(part 3)

Yuuya might have thought he was subtle, but he failed. Though he was growing up and changing fast these days, Sakaki Yoko was especially sensitive to her son’s shifts in mood, and there was very little that he could hide from her.

It took less than two days for her to realize that Yuuya was feeling down, and that he was hiding something too—whether or not those two things were related would have to come later, but she suspected they were.

Oh, on the outside her son talked a good game—he yelled loud morning greetings and wolfed down breakfast, came back loudly in the evenings and whined at the pets for trying to finish his dinner for him. But Yuuya’s garnet eyes were missing much of their spark, and when he wasn’t overperforming to avoid suspicion he was muted and withdrawn.

She thought at first that perhaps Yuuya had overheard her hushed conversation with Shuuzou about finances and how they were going to keep You Show Duel School open into next year. The phone call had been a necessary one, and it had happened the night after he’d finally come home from his long walk with all that melted ice cream—but then she remembered that his taciturn behavior predated that day by just a little bit, and she’d been careful not to leave any of their mounting bills around the house this month.

(And anyway, if Yuuya had known how dire things were for his father’s school, that would be an upset he couldn’t hide from anyone. He’d have confessed to Yuzu and the whole class of kids would have known by the weekend.)

Yoko had asked Shuuzou about the duels between You Show and LDS the day after they’d happened, if only to reassure herself that her husband’s duel school wouldn’t be consolidated by those mad businessmen anytime soon. His report hadn’t given her any reason to worry or connect Akaba Himika’s recent visit to her son’s flagging enthusiasm—until a week had gone by, and then two, with no change in his behavior since the plunge from that day.

Even Sora Shuin’in, their continuous houseguest, had noticed Yuuya’s halfhearted attempts to avoid him or blow him off whenever he begged for more dueling lessons, followed him up and down the stairs and flattered Yoko herself with more compliments. The young boy and young mother had started exchanging looks every time Yuuya played with his pendulum necklace at the table, looking dazed the whole time.

But although Yoko was more attuned to her child than most mothers, it did take her an embarrassingly long time to notice that each time Yuuya came down to eat these days he had his wrists covered—and he’d not said a word about his soulmate since the day he was set to meet them.

…Ah.

So that was it—Yuuya’s behavior was centered around whatever had happened the day he’d dueled those children from LDS. Considering his barely-contained excitement the morning he was meant to meet them, this new reticent behavior about the same subject made some sense. But even knowing that much didn’t fill in enough of the puzzle.

Had her son met his soulmate after all, and found them lacking? Or had he not, and was the lack of conclusion bothering him?

And why on earth was he hiding his wrist from her, when the timer on it should have run out by now?

Watching him dash out the door to school now, Yoko sighed. Things had been so much easier with herself and Yuushou. She’d felt stirrings of attraction for him from the moment they’d met, even though she denied it at the time. Once Yuushou stopped trying to show off for her all the time and all over the city, they’d spent every waking moment together until they could be bound legally as they were spiritually.

Being attracted to Yuushou meant she hadn’t needed to figure out what his place in her life would be as her soulmate; she’d simply carved an appropriate space for him in her heart, her bed and her life and he had done the same for her. But Yuuya…

Yuuya’s interests were different than hers, or those of many of his other peers. He hadn’t told her yet, but Yoko didn’t need to be told; she lived with him, they spent lots of time together bonding, and she was very well aware of her son’s Internet history.

It wasn’t safe to narrow anything down yet, but Yoko couldn’t help but do so anyway: either Yuuya had met his soulmate when the LDS students ambushed him, and found that he couldn’t bond with someone who had tried to take his father’s school from them, or he’d missed meeting his soulmate entirely because of the LDS ambush, or…

…or his soulmate could have been a girl, someone Yuuya could never quite get as close to as he might secretly wish.

Yoko knew her son. He was a flashy showoff like his father, and like his father he was a romantic too. Even if he’d never admitted it, having a soulmate was his chance to find someone—to find a boy—who would be a supportive, understanding partner throughout his life. As much as Yuuya valued friends, as much as more friends was always a merrier state, he’d craved more ever since his father’s disappearance.

Well.

She might not know exactly what was still bothering her boy, but that didn’t stop her from finding out what that was! She could be Detective Yoko, solving the mystery of Yuuya’s lost smile, and getting it back for him in the process.

Humming, she gathered the dishes, including Sora’s shiny plate and Yuuya’s half-finished one, planning to look online for a proper detective hat and coat after she cleaned up.

Sakaki Yoko, Detective. Ooooh, I like the sound of that!

“ preseason is about to start, ” he says , as he leans back in his chair. he’s pulling each of his team members into his office to go over the season games and what they can go over and focus on.  co is the last of “ our first game of the season is the nets. do you think you’re prepared to play as a starter this year ? ” / @lifesliced​ for co ! 

a one night stand is suppose to be just that , shuuzou thinks , as he’s sitting here , awkwardly eating pancakes at the table. the setting is this, kagami, his room-mate who is absolutely enjoying this chaos, across from him ; tatsuya, the man he is absolutely head over heels in love with but not together with, to his left ; and his one night stand , sora , to his right. sora is currently in nijimura’s clothes , which isn’t any better than what they were when tatsuya walked in and he was clad only in nijimura’s pj’s bottoms and nijimura himself is shirtless , in loose shorts with bruises and scratchmarks against his back.   mom , dad , god , whoever is up there , how did he get here again and what did he do to deserve this ?  

he knows that look on tatsuya’s face. it’s one of calm anger that simmers just beneath the surface and he tries to break the tension , “ --- can someone pass me the honey ? ”  tatsuya slams it in front of him. “ so , i didn’t catch your name , ” he says , directing attention to sora, whose name he had definitely heard, but he’s pissed and annoyed at the situation so he thinks it’s the very least that he could do.  “ uh - sora-- ” sora wonders if he slept with this guys boyfriend , why else would this stranger , ( who sora has to admit is so pretty. what is up with this apartment and having nothing but attractive men in it ? ) be so cold towards him ? tatsuya , he chides himself mentally. he remembers hearing kagami and nijimura say it.  “ sora, ” tatsuya repeats , rolling the name around on his tongue , “ so - tell me how you met nijimura ? ”  the man in question winces , as he directs his attention towards kagami , asking for some kind of relief. he doesn’t get it , in fact what he does get is the other finishing his plate and leaving. the bastard ! leaving him in this predicament ! it’s rare for tatsuya to call him by some other name other than shuu , which means he absolutely is livid at the moment.  “ uh --tatsuya ? we met last night -- is nijimura your boyfriend ? ”  nijimura coughs , choking on his pancake.  boyfriend ? he wishes that he was dating tatsuya. although , with the ice coming from the shooter , he’s not sure that’s going to be an option in the future. ( he wonders briefly why tatsuya is mad ? it’s not like they were together after all. nijimura can hook up with whomever he wants to and whenever he wants too. ) “ no, ” tatsuya says after a pause , blinking at the use of his first name, “ no he’s not. he’s free to do whoever he wants too. ” it’s said in such a chilling tone that nijimura knows that he is definitely no longer free to do whoever he wanted too. “ also please call me himuro. after all , we are in japan , it’s only fair , correct ? you don’t know me that well. ” sora flushes in embarrassment , and goes to speak.  “ so , sora , ” nijimura cuts him off and tries to change the subject, “ where do you go to school ? ”  “ wow , nijimura , sleep with the man and don’t even know what school he goes to. ”  “ shut up tatsuya. ” “ i’m just saying, shouldn’t you know who you sleep with before you sleep with them ? ”  a glare is given to the shooter , and a kick is received on his ankle. bitch , that hurt ! nijimura is sure there will be a bruise there by the afternoon, blooming in all sorts of greens , purples , and yellows. he doesn’t say anything about it , in fact he , at the very least deserves it.  sora definitely thinks something at the very least is going on between the two. ugh , this is the problem with pretty boys , usually , there’s someone else that they’re into. “ ah -- i’m a student at touou. ” he says finally , after glancing at tatsuya and nijimura.  nijimura nods. “ i have a couple of friends that go there too. ”  tatsuya snorts.  sora , cleaning his plate , grimaces , before standing , “ well , this was lovely, ” it was not , “ but i need to leave immediately. ” he’s not even concerned with getting his clothes , but he immediately tries to get out of this very awkward situation.  “ goodbye , sora. ” tatsuya says , cold as ice , with his ever-pleasant smile on his face. nijimura stuffs a pancake into his face as he waves. whatever gets rid of this tension in the kitchen faster. it’s now just the two of them , and nijimura almost wishes he had left instead.  “ so - ” he tries to change the subject. “ so , does that happen often ? ”  “ does what happen often ? ” tatsuya sends him a glare , and quirks a brow as he tilts his head into the now shut door that sora had all but fled out of without a second word. shuuzou lets out a sigh. “ does it matter ? ” another kick against his shin , and nijimura scowls towards tatsuya. “ stop that. ”  “ answer the question ” tatsuya replies.  nijimura purses his lips and debates on not answering it but as always , he will give tatsuya whatever he wants so after a pause , he averts his gaze. “ sometimes. it’s rare that they stick and make breakfast though, usually kagami just throws them out. ” tatsuya nods. good taiga. he should get him something special he thinks. get rid of all of them. “ i see, ” he says eventually.  pushing the plate away , he leans back , “ so. ” nijimura begins , “ what’s your deal ? why are you so icy ? ”  “ i’m not icy. this is just how i am. ”  “ a load of bullshit. try the truth. ”  flipping shuuzou the bird , tatsuya shifts. “ i just didn’t expect to see anyone else here so early in the morning and it caught me off guard i guess. ” also a load of bullshit but tatsuya is not good with commitments and he doesn’t know what to say or how to say that he’s jealous that the person he’s in love with is hooking up with other people. why not him ? “ why do you do it ? ” nijimura swallows , they’re going into dangerous , almost confession territory , “ its just letting off steam you know -- ” a devilish smile crosses tatsyua’s face , and shuuzou swallows. oh he’s in trouble.  tatsuya leans forward , dropping his gaze to shuu’s lips. “ so would just anyone work then ? ” the other flushes , bright red.  “ what do you mean ? ”  eyes narrow , “ you know , ” he takes hand and runs it up the other’s arm , “ what about me , would i work for you ? to let off steam , as you say ? ” he’s jealous , and he wants to test something. he doesn’t know what he’s doing , he must be out of his mind.  nijimura shifts , ears lightening up in red as eyes widen. “ ta- tatsuya ---- what are you saying ? ” it’s kinda cute tatsuya thinks , how shuu is trying to play innocent now , when he obviously wasn’t so innocent last night. not with the scratch marks that he had seen on the other’s back.  “ would you sleep with me ? ” he decides to ask out-right. oh man , aomine is going to have an entire field day if taiga doesn’t tell him about the awkward situation first. he knows the two of them had a meet up today. “ after all , i came over today to keep you from being lonely. i knew daiki and taiga were hanging out , i could make it worth your while. ” it’s all but purred out and shuuzou is trying to get away but the chair is against the wall and he can’t go any further.  “ no. ” shuuzou finally says and tatsuya’s guts twist. he knew it. he knew the other didn’t think of him like that. “ you’re not them. they’re nobodies , but you’re someone. ”  “ i see. ” tatsuya says backing away , face straightening out.  shuuzou licks at his lips , “ i couldn’t -- i wouldn’t , i can’t , just sleep with you and have it not mean anything. ” he says finally , voice quiet. “ they mean nothing and that’s fine with me. but you -- ” a breath as he looks away from tatsuya , “ you would mean something. ”  tatsuya pauses. shuuzou was never good about talking about his feelings , well , neither was he. “ so they’re a stop along the way then ? ” he says , staring at the other , willing shuuzou to just look at him. to see that tatsuya is irrevocably in love with him , would do anything for him. he’s pleased to know that nijimura thinks that it would mean something if they slept together. it secures his position against all of those other boys that shuu had brought home. they meant nothing , and he meant something.  this is dangerous , tatsuya and shuuzou both know. confessions could happen here if they weren’t careful about what was said.  nijimura shifts , “ you could say that but the last stop --- ” a sigh as he shakes his head , “ well , ” the last stop is tatsuya or no one. shuuzou knows this but he can’t say this right now. tatsuya is a hot wire waiting to explode , he can’t just confess right now. “ well , who knows when the last stop is. ”