rkold | Almost ready to go...

Well, I am at least packed finally. *laughs* I was going to do that anonymous friend meme thing but it just hasn't worked out yet.... maybe when I get back. I'm so excited to be going to Japan again and can't wait to see

dilettantka,

muscatlove and

reieien

And now for my fic... I meant to get this done for Yuuta's and then Syuusuke's birthdays but I'm a procrastinator and slow as molasses and started a RPG ^^;; It's like 11 pages and behind a lj cut so please don't read it if you don't like the SyuuxYuu pairing cause really, why be silly and read something you know you won't like from the start. I'm a bit nervous about it, but I had two very kind betas

muscatlove and

dilettantka read it over. *snuggles* I'm probably going to cross post this in

yaoicest. So...

Title: Another Bite at the Apple
Author: Me! ^o^
Pairing: Fujicest (SyuuxYuu flavor)
Rating: NC-17 my first lemon *laughs*

Summary: Yuuta decides to visit home after watching his brother play against Hyotei in this Fujicest™ 3rd person, mostly Yuuta POV taking place after the Hyotei arc of Prince of Tennis. If Fujicest™ squicks you, don’t read this.

Fuji Yuuta blinked as he awoke to the piercing sound of his telephone. His pajamas felt cold and clammy, and he just wanted to be left alone to clean-up the embarrassing mess. Instead, he found himself reaching over the bed, to cradle the receiver to his ear, already knowing who was on the line.

“Good morning Yuuta!” trilled Fuji Syuusuke. When Yuuta failed to respond, Fuji continued the conversation without him. “We're playing Hyotei today.”

“You woke me on a Sunday morning to tell me this?!?”

“I thought you would want to know.”

Yuuta could easily imagine his older brother's smile through the phone line, which was something Yuuta preferred not to think about at the moment, as it reminded him of the rather intense dream he'd been having.

“Thanks,” answered Yuuta sourly, glancing at the clock next to his bed.

“Aren't you going to ask me to do my best?”

“You're going to be late, Aniki.”

“Thank you for worrying about me, Yuuta,” replied his older brother cheerfully. “When we talk this evening, I'll let you know how the game went.”

Even after Yuuta heard the click of the call being disconnected, he continued to press the phone against his ear. It had been three weeks since he'd last seen his brother in person, but during those interminable weeks, his thoughts and dreams had been constantly haunted by his brother's presence. Despite having dwelt on his memories of his last visit home, he still doubted their veracity and Yuuta felt unable to ask his brother over the phone to confirm or deny these suspicions. Trapped by indecision, the visions permeated his unconscious, and thus the dreams had started. The first few had been relatively innocuous, but lately they'd become more erotic and often resulted in Yuuta awakening to find his pajamas damp with semen.

Frowning disgustedly, Yuuta finally hung up the phone and removed his bottoms, using the already soiled pair to wipe the remainder of his orgasm from his body. Yuuta grabbed his yukata and tied it tightly around his waist, before hiding his pajamas guiltily in the hamper. Shutting his eyes tightly so he could concentrate, Yuuta noted that at least the showers were unlikely to be busy so early on a Sunday morning and he'd have a chance to settle himself.

It had been while washing his hair that Yuuta had decided to attend his brother's match. A part of him hoped that if he were able to see his brother in person, he could ask his brother about that night. Or at the very least, perhaps seeing his brother would banish his presence from Yuuta's thoughts. With a resolution reached, Yuuta hurriedly finished his shower and returned to his room. If he was going to see his brother, Yuuta felt he might as well bring back the school uniform he'd 'borrowed' during his last visit. Not wanting to carry it unprotected, he packed it neatly into his tennis duffel. After a moment of hesitation, Yuuta also packed his tennis racket and some balls. Maybe his brother would even be willing to play a game with him. Pursing his lips, Yuuta slung the bag over his shoulder and locked the door to his room.

“Yuuta, where are you going-dane?”

Startled, Yuuta turned and stared at Yanagisawa Shinya.

“I was thinking of going to watch some of the Kanto Tournament today.”

“Can I join you, Yuuta-dane?” asked Yanagisawa affably.

Yuuta lightly bit the inside of his lip irritably. It wasn't that he was bothered by Yanagisawa-san's self-invitation so much as he imagined the situation could get awkward depending on what happened with his brother.

“Atsushi is meeting Ryou today-dane, maybe Saeki and Itsuki will make the trip in with him.”

“Ah” answered Yuuta noncommittally. Normally, Yuuta would have been pleased at the prospect of seeing Saeki-san and the others, but secretly Yuuta hoped to be extended another invitation to visit home. “I was thinking of watching Seigaku play...”

“Sounds like fun-dane.”

“Maybe Aniki would be willing to play me after the game...” began Yuuta in a lame attempt to try and make the situation more clear to the seemingly dense Yanagisawa.

“I think some of Rokkaku is also attending the game-dane.”

With a tacit agreement reached regarding the fact that they would more than likely be going their separate ways after the game, Yuuta and Yanagisawa left.

Neither was sure which court was being used for the Seigaku vs. Hyotei game, and manged to get lost, resulting in Yuuta tripping over Akutagawa Jiroh of Hyotei. It was particularly galling to Yuuta, as it gave Yanagisawa another opportunity to remind him that he'd lost to Akutagawa in the Prefectuals. They'd fled when Kabaji Munehiro, the large second year on Hyotei, arrived to claim Akutagawa for his match. Though both boys could have followed the Hyotei players to the proper court, neither one was particularly keen on this. After wandering some more, they finally found the correct court. Yuuta had planned to stay in the back until after the game, but Yanagisawa was so impressed by Kawamura Takashi's power that he'd remarked loudly about the other player's strength. This brought Yuuta's presence to Fuji's attention. Smiling sweetly, Fuji looked up at him, and Yuuta began to regret his decision to watch his brother play. Blinking as he realized it was impossible to back out now, he blushed and tried to deny the obvious reason he and Yanagisawa were at the tournament.

During Singles 3, Yuuta stayed towards the back with Yanagisawa, not wanting to intrude, but not able to stop watching his brother either. When his brother took the court to play Akutagawa in Singles 2, Yuuta found himself worrying unnecessarily about him. Having himself lost to Akutagawa, he knew how talented the diminutive third year actually was. Through either the comfort of familiarity or his desire to prove himself to his brother, or perhaps a little of both, Yuuta had underestimated his brother's skills. Watching the way Fuji smoothly controlled the ball, Yuuta knew he still had a long way to go if he ever wanted to beat his brother. It had been flattery on the part of Mizuki-san that Yuuta had nearly closed the gap. Rather than feeling bitter, Yuuta smiled a bit with pride, as Fuji was his older brother, his goal still. Fuji completely crushed Akutagawa, and the ending score was 6-1, the same score he had lost by.

Singles 1 had started with a dramatic performance by Hyotei's captain, Atobe Keigo. It was to view this match that so many other players from other teams appeared in the stands, including part of Rokkaku, as Yanagisawa had predicted. In some respects, this game was even more exhilarating that his brother's against Akutagawa. As the game stretched out, Yuuta was unable to divine who would win. His brother provided helpful explanations on Atobe's plays, but Yuuta found it hard even to concentrate on his brother's presence as the game continued. Yuuta felt a sense of emotional exhaustion, as Atobe scored the final point against Tezuka Kunimitsu, assuring his victory. Atobe's win meant the alternates would be playing. It was with a certain amount of jealousy Yuuta watched Echizen Ryoma play against Hiyoshi Wakashi. While Yuuta's skills had increased in the weeks since he had faced Echizen in the Prefecturals, Yuuta knew that Echizen had progressed even further and if they were to play again, the score would not be the 6-3 he had lost to Echizen with previously. Even His brother seemed impressed by Echizen's talent. Echizen won 6-4, allowing Seigaku to advance in Kanto.

With the matches over, Yanagisawa silently departed to join the Rokkaku players, leaving Yuuta alone with his older brother.

“Aniki, that match between Atobe-san and Tezuka-san was the most amazing thing I've ever seen.”

Fuji smiled slightly at the excited look on his brother's face.

“And my match Yuuta?”

“It was...” Yuuta looked for the correct words to describe how he had felt while watching his brother play.

“Did it leave you breathless, Yuuta?”

Yuuta blushed slightly. Was his brother hitting on him? The way Fuji's eyes had glinted seemed flirtatious to Yuuta, or was he just imagining it.

“Were you hoping we would play?”

“Ehhhhh” Yuuta's blush deepened as he stared at his brother trying to ascertain his brother's meaning.

“You're carrying your racket.”

“Yeah...” answered Yuuta frowning.

“I'm a little tired for another game, Yuuta, but I'd love for you to visit home. 'Kaa-san made a strawberry shortcake.”

Yuuta looked startled in response. Now that the request he had desired was offered, Yuuta was unsure if he wanted to actually accept it. It all seemed too easy, making Yuuta feel distrustful of the situation.

“I guess...” replied Yuuta, preferring not to seem either anxious or gratified by his brother's proposition.

“Then shall we go?”

Lifting his bag, Yuuta followed his brother towards the bus that would take them towards their home, his heart beating heavily in his chest.

The journey home passed in silence and far faster than Yuuta had expected. He felt like his brother was staring at him, but every time he glanced at Fuji, his brother's gaze was elsewhere. Swallowing hard, Yuuta tried to ignore the sound of his pounding heart and the small voice in the back of his mind questioning his decision.
When they arrived at the house, both boys untied their shoes in the ante-room. Yuuta was surprised to note that their shoes were the only ones neatly aligned against the wall.

“'Kaa-san is meeting a friend, and 'Nee-san said she was going to Shibuya,” Fuji informed him, before Yuuta could even ask the question.

“So we're alone?” asked Yuuta gruffly, his heart racing even faster.

“Yes... alone”

Picking up his duffel, Yuuta entered the house, his brother closing the door behind them.

“If you'll excuse me... I'm going to take a shower now.”

His brother retreated, leaving Yuuta scowling at his disappearing back. Nothing was happening the way Yuuta had anticipated. Frustrated, Yuuta escaped to his room, where he lay on his former bed trying to think. The room was a cluttered mess, making it obvious that no one had expected him. Staring at the ceiling, Yuuta could vaguely hear the sounds of his brother's shower. He would wait until his brother was finished and then demand an answer. It would be revealed that it was his warped imagination, based on the possibly flirtatious comments his brother enjoyed making. Yuuta' revelation would end both the dreams and the remarks. He tried to ignore the stray thought that his memories could be accurate. If his brother truly had kissed him, then Yuuta would be forced to admit his own complicity in his possible seduction. He hadn't pushed his brother away, or even said no, instead he had enjoyed his brother's attentions and returned them. But that couldn't have been reality, and Yuuta closed his eyes, gathering his courage. When he opened them, Yuuta realized simultaneously, that he had accidentally fallen asleep and that the shower water had stopped. Looking at his clock, Yuuta saw that twenty minutes had elapsed. Presumably, his brother would now be dressed. Curling his hands into tight fists, Yuuta hoped he would have the audacity to say what needed to be said.

Yuuta was perturbed to discover Fuji still in his yukata, attentively checking on his cacti.

“Yuuta, please sit down,” he requested pleasantly.

Sitting in nearly the same place he thought he had sat on that evening three weeks ago, Yuuta found his jitteriness returning.

“Stop playing with the comforter,” cajoled his brother, finally turning to face him as he placed his favorite cactus on a shelf.

“I...uhhhh...” began Yuuta apprehensively, his eyes on his knees. “Why...why did you kiss me?” The question came out in a desperate rush, and when his brother failed to respond, Yuuta was unsure if it was because he hadn't understood or because he was horrified that Yuuta had asked such a thing.

“Because I find you VERY attractive, Yuuta,” laughed Syuusuke. “Is this why you've been acting so strange today?”

Yuuta swallowed hard. He'd prepared himself for many hypothetical outcomes, but this had not been one of them. Even when he had entertained the contingency of his brother confessing that they had kissed, it had led to apologies and his brother begging Yuuta to never reveal the truth. Instead, Syuusuke sounded unrepentant and vaguely proud. The mattress shifted, as he felt his brother sit down besides him on the bed.

“Have you been thinking about me, Yuuta?”

“I...I...”

Gripping the comforter tightly, Yuuta refused to acknowledge his brother.

“It's all right Yuuta,” soothed Syuusuke, as he gently lifted Yuuta's face and leaned forward. “I understand...”

Yuuta anxiously closed his eyes as Syuusuke started to kiss him. Syuusuke's lips nipped softly at Yuuta's, seeking entrance to his mouth. Though Yuuta knew he had allowed his brother access previously, it all somehow seemed more real now, and less like a hazy dream. Hesitantly, Yuuta parted his mouth slightly. Syuusuke slipped his tongue between Yuuta's lips and lightly explored the edges of Yuuta's mouth, trying to help Yuuta grow accustomed to being kissed. Once Yuuta seemed more comfortable, Syuusuke explored deeper, gently tickling Yuuta's tongue with his own. Tentatively, Yuuta responded, permitting himself to melt into the kiss.

Confident Yuuta was interested in going farther, Syuusuke pulled away from Yuuta's lips and began to kiss his jaw. Slowly, he worked his way down Yuuta's neck kissing and sucking at the smooth skin. Deftly, Syuusuke loosened Yuuta's tie and unbuttoned Yuuta's school shirt. Yuuta attempted to stifle a moan but failed. Syuusuke smiled against the base of Yuuta's neck while he nimbly released a few more buttons. Sliding Yuuta's shirt from his shoulders, Syuusuke continued to kiss Yuuta's skin causing Yuuta to make a strangled mewling sound. In between tasting Yuuta's collarbone, Syuusuke glanced at Yuuta, amused at how his younger brother strained to remain silent.

“We're alone, Yuuta...and I want to hear you...”

Yuuta whimpered as Syuusuke's fingers circled one of his exposed nipples while his brother's tongue circled the other, until both were erect. Smiling proudly, Syuusuke lightly nibbled on the erect skin and his hands slid down Yuuta's sides to remove his shirt tails from his pants.

“Anikiiiiiiii... Anikiiiiiiiiii....”

“Tell me, Yuuta...” breathed Syuusuke hard against Yuuta's belly. “What do I do when you think about us?”

“Aniki...I...” Yuuta turned crimson and stared at top of his brother's head.

“Tell me...” Syuusuke kissed the skin above Yuuta's belly button before snuggling his head to Yuuta's chest, arms wrapped tightly around Yuuta's waist holding him protectively. “Tell me... and I'll do it.” His warm breath tingled across Yuuta's rib cage.

Though tempted by his brother's promise, Yuuta's shyness prevented him from revealing the details of the dreams. Memories of those visions and Syuusuke's proximity caused Yuuta's blush to increase and his erection to strain within his pants.

Syuusuke chuckled against Yuuta's skin, commencing the simple task of unbuckling Yuuta's belt and undoing Yuuta's pants. When Yuuta made no effort to impede his progress, one of Syuusuke's hand's crept into Yuuta's underwear. Yuuta jerked upright when he felt his brother's fingers brush his erection.

“Aniki?”

“Yes?” answered Syuusuke as he eagerly freed Yuuta from the confines of his clothing.

“I...I...” choked Yuuta desperately, as one of Syuusuke's fingers traced small patterns on the underside of Yuuta's penis.

“Open your legs, Yuuta.”

Yuuta complied, and Syuusuke climbed off the bed and knelt between Yuuta's thighs. Syuusuke drew Yuuta to him, kissing his brother hungrily, while his fingers lazily glided down the length of Yuuta's erection. At the base, he grasped Yuuta firmly and broke the kiss to smirk at his brother.

“Is this what you imagined?”

Knowing Yuuta couldn't reply, Syuusuke licked the underside before enveloping the head with his mouth.

“Aaaaaaaaaniki...” groaned Yuuta his hands clutching the edge of the bed.

He nearly came, as Syuusuke's tongue circled him, but he fought to hold back his orgasm, not wanting to come in his brother's mouth. In his dreams, Syuusuke had touched him, but not like this. Syuusuke's tongue swirled around his head, while leisurely, he swallowed more of Yuuta's erection. Enjoying Yuuta's cries of pleasure, Syuusuke's mouth languorously slid back and forth across Yuuta's length, bringing Yuuta closer to orgasm. The rational voice in Yuuta's head that had warned him against this visit wondered how Syuusuke had become so skillful. Though at the same time, Yuuta wasn't entirely sure he wanted the answer to this question. Yuuta squealed in dismay as Syuusuke removed his mouth leaving only one of his fingers still stroking the saliva coated surface.

“Yuuta... I...think about you too...Can I...Can we...”

“Yes...” gasped Yuuta heedlessly, caring only that his brother brought him to his climax.

Yuuta opened his eyes as his brother stopped touching him completely and he sensed Syuusuke standing. Swiftly, Syuusuke transversed the room, to search for something in the chest of drawers hidden in his closet. Blinking, Yuuta puzzled over the interruption. Finding what he was searching for, Syuusuke turned back to Yuuta, holding a small container and smiling fondly.

“Thank you, Yuuta. I love you.”

Syuusuke spent several seconds fumbling with one hand on the sash of his yukata before he released the knot. Gracefully, he let it drop from his body onto the floor. Yuuta having never seen someone else's erection prior to this, stared mesmerized at Syuusuke.

“Would you like to touch me, Yuuta?” laughed Syuusuke.

Not waiting for a response, Syuusuke took Yuuta's hand. Gingerly, Yuuta stroked Syuusuke's length. He was just becoming curious if Syuusuke now assumed he would take *it* into his mouth, when his brother's lips claimed his own. Gently, Syuusuke lowered Yuuta onto the bed, leaving his legs dangling over the side. His hands tugged at Yuuta's pants and underwear partially slipping them down Yuuta's hips.

“Lift your hips for me, Yuuta.”

Tenderly, Syuusuke initiated a path of kisses down Yuuta's chest trying to memorize every inch of his brother. Breathing hard, Yuuta moaned and tried to ignore the fierce blush on his cheeks as he lay naked before Syuusuke. Yuuta heard a strange popping sound which he quickly forgot about as his brother's lips surrounded him. Propping himself up on his elbows, Yuuta became even more aroused seeing Syuusuke consume his erection.

“Aaaaaaaniki..... Aaaaaaaaaniki....”

Yuuta found himself completely lost in the sensation of his brother's tongue caressing his length while Syuusuke's lips created a gentle friction as he bobbed his head. He was a bit startled when he felt one of Syuusuke's fingers ghosting over the skin between his balls and ass. It felt astonishingly good. When the finger reached his entrance, it slowly circled the opening for several seconds before vanishing. An instant later, Syuusuke's finger reappeared with some sort of thick sticky substance on it. Smearing the material onto Yuuta's entrance, it looped around before pushing into Yuuta's body. Yuuta made a small mewling noise, finding the experience slightly odd but sort of ticklish in way he couldn't explain. Syuusuke's mouth paused in its movements while he patiently awaited Yuuta's reaction to his finger's thrusts. When Yuuta seemed comfortable with the finger inside of him, Syuusuke returned his attentions to Yuuta's erection. The earlier cessation of his brother's tongue caused Yuuta to lose his momentum in reaching his climax and Yuuta moaned desperately hoping to encourage Syuusuke. Smirking around Yuuta, Syuusuke inserted a second finger into his brother.

“Aaaaaaaniki........”

Syuusuke divided his concentration between his fingers stretching Yuuta and his brother's impending orgasm. Cautiously, Syuusuke added a third finger and pressed faintly harder and deeper. Sucking in his breath, Yuuta's body tightened marginally at the invasion and he shifted his hips trying to get more comfortable. Unlike earlier, Syuusuke's fingers were causing Yuuta a hint of pain, but his brother worked hard to distract Yuuta with his tongue. Soon Yuuta forgot the thrusting, as he felt himself drawing closer to coming. Calling Syuusuke's name in ecstasy, Yuuta peaked. Yuuta blinked in shock, blushing, as his brother swallowed his semen.

“Thank you, Yuuta. You taste delicious.”

Leaning over his brother, Syuusuke reclaimed his mouth, leaving a single finger buried in Yuuta. It took Yuuta a moment to realize the strongly salty taste in his brother's mouth was the remains of his orgasm. His brother always had liked odd flavors. One of Syuusuke's hands helped Yuuta curl his hips forward. He felt a hardness press against where his brother's finger entered him. As delicately as possible, Syuusuke began to work the head of his penis into Yuuta's body, using his finger to help ease the entry. Yuuta broke the kiss, his eyes wide as he suddenly realized exactly what was happening. Straightening, Syuusuke nudged further into Yuuta, an expression of perfect bliss on his face. Soothingly, Syuusuke rubbed Yuuta's hips while he used his other hand to steady his brother.

“Relax...Yuuta...”

Swallowing hard, Yuuta tried to obey his brother and prevent himself from seizing up. He watched his brother penetrating his body, before closing his eyes tightly. Despite Syuusuke's concern, it hurt as his brother drove further into Yuuta. The voice in Yuuta' head told him he needed to stop this now, before his relationship with his brother was permanently and irrevocably altered. It was bad enough that Syuusuke had already stolen his virginity, but if they stopped now, both could pretend this had been some horrible mistake. When Yuuta felt his brother's hips touching his ass, he knew Syuusuke was fully buried in him.

“Yuutaaa... you feel so good,” sighed Syuusuke. “I've dreamed of this moment for so long...the reality...so much better...Yuuuutaaaa...my Yuuuuutaaaaaaaaa...”

Yuuta felt his brother starting to pull back, and the rational part of Yuuta felt relief. He hadn't needed to say anything, though a part of Yuuta regretted the withdrawal, perhaps when he was older...

“Anikiiiiiiiiiiii.........”

Placidly, Syuusuke repeatedly pumped back into Yuuta, creating a simple rhythm. Yuuta idly questioned his silent consent to having sex with his brother. He had no doubts that if he asked Syuusuke to stop, that despite his obvious delight, he would. But Yuuta didn't ask. Had Yuuta secretly wanted this as well? It no longer felt that painful. Syuusuke's erection was stroking something inside Yuuta that was making the experience feel quite pleasurable. Moaning, Yuuta arched backwards. Smiling, Syuusuke increased his speed and pushed a little harder into Yuuta.

“Do... you.. like this....” asked Syuusuke, purposely grazing Yuuta's prostrate with several powerful thrusts.”

“Yesssssss.... Oh yessssss.... Anikiiiiiiiiiiiii........” cried Yuuta in reaction.

“Then... you'll like this more.... Yuuuuutaaaaaaaa...I'm so glad...I...played with myself in shower...or...would have come... already... Yuuuuutaa....”

Syuusuke's fingers, still coated in lubricant, began to stroke Yuuta. Yuuta stopped caring about anything else. He began to tense around Syuusuke and make appealing little noises of euphoria. Wanting them both to come together, Syuusuke fought to guide their pace. Bucking his hips hard against his brother, Yuuta begged for his release. Unable to control himself, Syuusuke plunged forcefully into Yuuta. His hand mirrored his new pace on Yuuta's erection. Semen spurted onto Syuusuke's hand and Yuuta's chest. Yuuta's body spasmed around his brother in ecstasy driving Syuusuke to a fevered pitch. Pounding repeatedly, Syuusuke gasped Yuuta's name, as he orgasmed within his brother. Syuusuke dove into Yuuta a few more times after coming, before stopping, exhausted and satisfied.

“I love you, Yuuta,” breathed Syuusuke hard.

Stretching his leg to the side, Syuusuke used one of his toes to draw his discarded yukata to directly below him. Remorsefully, Syuusuke withdrew from his brother and quickly reached to the ground to grab the yukata. Yuuta felt the well-worn fabric wipe his ass, before his brother used it to mop up the semen on the rest of Yuuta.

“Can I join you on the bed?”

Still dazed, Yuuta shifted his body and slipped under Syuusuke's comforter. His brother climbed into the bed holding him close and lightly kissing his forehead.

“Are you all right, Yuuta?”

“I...” Yuuta furrowed his brow. Physically, he ached. Emotionally, was a much more complicated question and dealt with feelings Yuuta was unable to express. “This was all real, wasn't it?”

“Yuuta?”

“Last time....I...didn't know...”

Syuusuke kissed Yuuta's cheek and smiled affectionately at him. “I'm sorry, Yuuta...I love you...”

Turning away from his brother to face the wall, Yuuta stared straight ahead stupidly.

Squeezing Yuuta, tighter, Syuusuke sighed and rested his head on his brother's shoulder.

“I...I...love you too, Aniki...I... we're brothers.”

“Yes, we are,” agreed Syuusuke.

Shutting his eyes, Yuuta didn't want to think any longer about what he and his brother had just done. Maybe after sleeping his head would throb less and he would be able to understand why he had allowed his brother to have sex with him. At least Yuuta thought to himself he was unlikely to dream of his brother.

Lovingly, Syuusuke ran his hand down Yuuta's side until Yuuta fell asleep.

Yuuta awoke to his brother leaning over him to softly kiss his lips. The room was dark except for the small desk light and Yuuta was alone under the covers. Sitting up, he glared at his brother, who was now wearing a light shirt and a pair of khakis.

“'Nee-san and 'Kaa-san are home,” informed Syuusuke. “I told them you were taking a nap. I brought you a yukata and a towel if you'd like to take a fast shower before dinner, Yuuta.”

Nodding, Yuuta took both from his brother, but remained in the bed.

“Yuuta?”

“Would you...” responded Yuuta blushing a bit.

“Yuuta, we just had se-”

“I don't care!” complained Yuuta crossly, not letting Syuusuke finish his sentence.

Laughing at Yuuta's weird prudishness, Syuusuke stood up.

“I'll see you in the dinning room then, Yuuta. There are some clean clothes for you on the foot of the bed, unless you want to wear what you arrived in.” Syuusuke winked teasingly at Yuuta. Amused by his brother's unwarranted modesty, Syuusuke left the room.

Yuuta quickly hid his body in the yukata before hurrying to the shower. Under the cleansing water, Yuuta ignored the dull ache of his body and its connection to his brother. Once clean he dashed back to Syuusuke's room and retrieved the clothing his family had supplied for him. He didn't recognize any of the things and it wasn't until he finished dressing that he realized the clothes had to belong to his brother. There was something both comforting and slightly disturbing to Yuuta about this. Nervously, he headed to the dinning room.

“Yuuta!” exclaimed Fuji Yoshiko. “Yumiko and I were so surprised when Syuusuke said you were joining us for dinner.”

“I...” flailed Yuuta not sure how to respond.

“It's my fault 'Kaa-san,” rescued Syuusuke. “I ought to have called you on your cell, but Yuuta and I were having so much fun together, I lost all track of time.”

“I just feel bad I was out,” reproached Yoshiko. “Did you have a nice nap Yuuta?”

“Yeah... it was fine...”

“It's too bad you can't stay the night Yuuta,” tittered Yoshiko. “But Yumiko has an appointment in Kanagawa tomorrow, and I have my ikebana club coming and need to prepare something. Besides, as I'm sure you've seen, your room isn't ready for guests.”

“Yuuta could stay in my room, 'Kaa-san,” offered Syuusuke smiling wickedly at Yuuta.
Playfully, Yoshiko swatted at Syuusuke's head. “You two would probably stay up together all night! I remember when you were both small, you use to share a bed and would spend hours giggling together.”

“I...think I need to go back to my dorm tonight.”

“You don't want to share my bed with me again, Yuuta?” asked Syuusuke innocently.

Yuuta turned a crimson hue.

“That's not fair to Yuuta-kun, Syuusuke-kun!” interrupted Fuji Yumiko. “You know he has a hard enough time getting up in the morning.”

Syuusuke continued his teasing flirtatious comments during dinner, the same sort of comments he'd always made, but to Yuuta they had new meaning. When dinner was finished, Syuusuke and Yumiko disappeared into the living room to watch some television program and Yoshiko commandeered Yuuta to help her with dishes. He didn't really mind, as his mother ruffled his hair and seemed so happy to see him.

Yuuta wasn't that surprised when Syuusuke invited himself along on the car trip to St. Rudolph's, however, he did feel a bit awkward sitting next to him in the back seat.

“You two seem to be getting along,” laughed Yumiko as she gave Syuusuke a shrewd glance.

“Yuuta and I got to know each other much better this afternoon,” assured Syuusuke.

“I'm sure,” replied Yumiko, noticing the way Yuuta blushed and hid his eyes in her rear view mirror. “Have you both thought about your summer breaks?”

“No, we hadn’t,” answered Syuusuke, his smile brightening noticeably. “Neh, Yuuta, we can go on a date.”

“Baka Aniki!” shouted Yuuta, horrified by his brother's audacity to say something like that in front of their sister.

“But Yuuta, just imagine, it would give us a chance to learn even more about one another. We have so much more we can explore. Perhaps, I could even give you some training.”

Yuuta blanched at the obvious implications of his brother's choice in words.

“You can say 'no', Yuuta-kun,” instructed Yumiko.

“It's too late for that.”

“Yuuta-kun?” Yumiko pursed her lips in concern.

“I...I...” sputtered Yuuta, realizing he had accidentally spoken aloud.

“I'm just joking with you, Yuuta. You're so easy to tease.”

It was with a sense of relief, Yuuta exited the car at St. Rudolph's, his brother carrying his duffel bag for him.

“Remember, I'm waiting for you in the car, Syuusuke-kun,” called Yumiko. “And I'd like to talk to you about something on the trip home.”

“Yes, 'Nee-san.”

Yuuta unlocked the door, before turning to face his brother.

“I...uh...”

Before Yuuta could finish his sentence, Syuusuke had him pinned to the door, kissing him passionately.

“Thank you, Yuuta,” smirked Syuusuke as he pulled away, leaving Yuuta breathless. “Just remember, you're my boyfriend now, so eventually, we'll go on dates!” Giving Yuuta a last gentle kiss and ruffling his short hair, Syuusuke laughed as he waved good bye to his brother.

Turning, Yuuta entered the room. It wasn't until he had locked the door that Yuuta realized he'd forgotten to return the school uniform still packed neatly in his tennis bag.