"KORE WA FUTARI NO TOKI" ("This is a Time for Two"). A Slam Dunk Yaoi lemon by Minako-chan. Dedicated to Ria for her valious help into building my page, and to Ruby for encouraging me!! ***** Mitsui got tired of trying not to swallow Ookusu's hair. Kinda difficult also considerating this fellow was a blonde Globetrotter. Either that or smelling the mush coming from Youhei's naked feet. He sighed as he tried to get a more comfortable position on the pile of futons, sleeping bags and blankets he was sharing with Youhei and his three friends in Kogure's living room... Kogure's parents were in Nagasaki for the whole weekend attending the marriage of a very dear friend, leaving Kiminobu and his older sister Tomoe (a college student) by themselves, but letting them invite some friends to be less lonely. * What a great deal it proved to be *, Mitsui thought. Then he felt Takamiya's heel kicking him again. He couldn't get even a little sleep that night. * How could Sakuragi no baka stand this for days while we were in the practice trip in Shizuoka? * It was Akagi's idea that he slept with the Sakuragi Gundan in the tiny living room as Sakuragi was too huge and he didn't fit. Miyagi ABSOLUTELY refused to do it, and so did Rukawa... thus leaving Mitsui stuck. Takamiya kicked Mitsui in the back for the sixth time. This was too much... ***** 1... 2... 3... Mitsui found Youhei's left foot right on his nose. A wave of nausea followed even when he was one of the most sober. The Gundan and Sakuragi himself brought to the party quite a lot of beer cans and some wine, and even Akagi who was always so moderate, had some chugs. The worst came at the Drinking Game... Come to think of it, he didn't see the girls since then. "Girls", meaning Haruko, Ayako, Ayako's friend Mari, Tomoe-san, and Tomoe's friend Ryoko. The other college girls ran away at the sight of Sakuragi Gundan getting drunk to death and Takamiya singing... As Mitsui recalled the pathetic sight of Takamiya singing horribly off-key a song of TM Revolution, he shuddered. And for worse, now Youhei was slightly moving his feet, and now they were scaringly close to his nose. Before the stinky feet reached him again, Mitsui sat up, and weakly made his way out of the pile of sleeping half-drunk boys in futons and sleeping bags, trying to get some air... And to see who ended up sleeping with who in each room, needless to say. ****** Mitsui ran his hand through his ruffled black hair. Man, how good he didn't drink so much this time. He remembered that the Drinking Game ended up with Kogure's older sister as the absolute winner, a big humiliation to the guys participating. He plodded through the house while, for an unknown reason, recalling the sight of a tipsy Haruko sleeping on a couch in the middle of the party, after only having one or two chugs. Akagi's kawaii genki younger sister suspiciously looked like an oversized cat, curled like that. Oh well, at least she didn't move even a little as Tomoe-san hurriedly carried her upstairs... Mitsui felt his direction sense going suddenly to zero. Hell, he knew Kogure's house nearly so much as his own. But shit, his compass was going nuts. Darn beer, darn alcohol... The stairs. Up with them. A door at the right. You didn't say 'hi' and Mitsui was already stumbling to it and opening it fully. It made no sound. What amazed him were the rosey tone of the walls and a sort of jasmine scent floating in the air, sticking to his nose. Ups, he forgot that Tomoe always used a jasmine-scented perfume. Mitsui leaned against the wall and felt nausea again at the stomach, but now 'coz he noticed that the jasmine was mixed with liquor smell. He desperately glanced around, swallowing the acid sensation in his mouth. He saw then that there was a girl lying in the single size bed by the window, and like the guys downstairs, about 3 or 4 other females were curled in their sleeping bags on the floor. Barely he could distinct Ayako's long brown curls spread all around a red sleeping bag's top... and under his foot. A little movement and Ayako would jolt in a sitting position and skip her fan in favor of the room's desk. He retired his foot carefully, blinked twice and looked around again. Mari was curled up in a corner softly murmuring Rukawa's name in her dreams, Haruko was doing the same in the other corner, Ryoko snored while hugging a pillow... Tomoe-san was in the bed, sleeping her drunkenness, unaware of the hangover that would come in the morning. As she was wearing a light nightshirt and was inclined forward onto her enormous pillow, Kogure Tomoe showed him in that moment... a rather nice view of her bosom. Something many of her collegemates would die for. Mitsui blushed beet red as he carefully went out and closed the door. ***** Hisashi needed to puke, and now. He had no headache or something, but the nausea was killing him. Shit, last thing he needed was to dissolve into this sort of... "morning sickness". Pun intended. The image of his older brother's wife, who was pregnant, flashed in his mind as he stumbled into the first door he saw. Ah-ha. The room that belonged to Kogure's parents. A suite room which surely had a small bathroom. And it did. The curtains were open so moonlight helped him to find the bathroom door. There he puked all his nausea, all the alcohol in his body causing his insomnia, the combinated smell of Youhei's stinky feet and Tomoe's jasmine flower scent that was sticking to his nose... Seconds later he let the water run to wash the mess, then splashed water on his own face, and shook his head to drift the remaining sickness away. "Phew", the boy thought. "That's much better. Too bad I can't check my teeth right now. And who the hell are sleeping here? The girls are in Tomoe-san's bedroom. There are Min-kun's bedroom and his parent's. It...". Mitsui walked out and stood agape at what he saw. Over the King-size bed there were two guys. Fortunately they were in their sleeping bags. For the size, one of them could've been only Akagi. The other... he couldn't really say who he was for a moment. Too big to be Miyagi. Ah, it was Gori's friend, that guy from Judo team, Aouta. And Miyagi was asleep in an extra mattress, covered up to his head with the blankets. The things that came to Mitsui's mind after he realized that Aouta and Akagi were so close made him feel sicker than ever. ***** After puking for the second time, Mitsui slipped out of the room ASAP before his stomach told him another thing. After that, he noticed something else. His hips were moving at a sort of rhythm that wasn't the same as always. Maybe it was only the alcohol that was yet absorbed by his brains, but Mitsui was feeling a little tingly... He wasn't still really horny or hot, by the way. He knew where he was, of course, rodeated of his friends and teammates, but if just Min-kun was there with him... he'd go and caress his velvety skin.. and whisper to him whatever he wanted just to hear his sweet voice... and... And let's shut the hormones up and try on this door which only can be... ***** A gasp called his attention as he peered inside and quietly closed the door. The room was, of course, Kogure's, and it seemed that the figure lying on the bed and bent over, so that wasn't turn to him but to the window, was the one of the young owner. He was curled up in the bed, covered by the blankets, and the posture reminded him again of Haruko sleeping in the couch. Mitsui was curious to hear what was his Min-kun murmuring in his sleep, and forgetting his former worries he went to him. Hisashi himself wasn't aware that his own breathing was a little heavier than before, nor of a slight burning on his groin... He cautiously neared to Kogure's bed and sit by it on the floor. "Hi... sashi...", he heard the voice murmuring as he leaned over the body lying on the mattress. So he was dreaming of him. Mitsui smiled tenderly. "Hisa... shi... Touch me... please...". It was no ordinary dream, and having much more street smarts than other Shohoku guys, Mitsui went from the pale sick boy to a literally *steaming* guy in a span of milesimes, as he caught what kind of dreams were brought to Kogure's mind by the alcohol. "Don't tease... me like... that... Ohhh...". Kogure clutched at his pillow and stifled a louder moan by pressing hard his face on it, trembling as if he had fever. But of course Mitsui knew that his inner fire wasn't cause by sickness. "... Make... love to... me... Hisashi...". If Hisashi were Hisako, surely her wetness would be running down her legs. And yet now, his pants were feeling extra and painfully tight. Worse as Kogure moaned again and thrusted his head back, and by leaning closer, Mitsui could see the red of his usually pale cheeks, the sweat on his surely burning skin and the sensual twitching of his lips. In that moment Kogure's lids suddenly fluttered, and he woke and turned. There was Mitsui, sitting on the floor by his bed, glancing at him right in the eyes. There was a DEEP red in his cheeks, his brows were covered by sweat, and he didn't need to look in between his legs... **** Still stunned by the effects of the alcohol and his VERY "wet" dream, Kogure couldn't for some moments understand was happened. Possibly he was still dreaming that Mitsui was by him doing such "delicious" things to his body. But everything that starts, it has to come to an end. He finally realized and panicked, his body jerking apart. Or nearly. Mitsui was still with those "funny" sensations and wouldn't let them go so easy. In a span of seconds, Kogure felt a pair of arms around his waist, and Mitsui held him tight and close. "... Hisashi!! By God, what...?". Mitsui planted a sloppy kiss on his neck, enjoying his whimper of pleasure. "Making your dream come true, Min-kun". Kogure was dead. Dead. DeAd. DEAD!! "... You...". "Don't worry, Min-kun", Mitsui murmured. "It's okay to me...", and to demonstrate it, he nuzzled his nose against his neck. "I dream sometimes of you that same way". "Hi-sa-shi!?". Kogure felt even hotter than before. Mitsui enjoyed perversely his lover's confusion. One of his hands cautiously slipped down the covers, and into Kogure's thighs, starting to caress his soft flesh. "Hisashi! Cut that... uuhhh...". Mitsui's fingers reached the inner side of his thigh and brushed it. Mitsui and Kogure of course had sex together before, but the times they did, Kogure always asked him to use his hands on his body first. Thus he knew nearly immediately his lover's sensible spots, and how to hit them. And he got quite the reaction he wanted. As his fingers went a little up, Kogure arched his back and lifted his hips slightly, his mouth letting escape a moan. It was all that he needed to start. Mitsui leaned even more forward and kissed his lover bruisingly, his tongue toying around and inside his mouth. Kogure stiffened a little but soon melted into his warm embrace and passionate kiss, and Mitsui shivered as finally, his waist was encircled by Kogure's frail arms. A side of his mind screamed that they might be heard, but he remembered that the others were all half or straight drunk and wouldn't wake up until far in the morning. And for crying it loud, the walls of this house were amazingly sound-proof. It was demonstrated by the time they were in the same room with the door closed (not making anything dirty) and never heard Kogure's mother calling them to eat something - when she was standing by the stairs, few meters away. While keeping the door closed, no one would heard them, and if they kept from screaming, he'd make his Min-kun's dream come true. And right now. ***** Kogure leaned on his bed as Mitsui sat by his side on the bed and embraced him again. Fully, sensually. Their tongues re-met in a kiss and played a sort of slow dance, the type that made not only a part of his body, but all of it, tighten and burn up in a blur of fire. Soon Kogure realized that Mitsui was fully atop of him, pressing his harder and muscled frame against his much frailer body. Mitsui heard a breathless plea coming from his lover's throat, and lightened his pressure a little, enough for Kogure to open his legs and be more comfortable. To Mitsui's surprise, Kogure lifted his arms and pushed him lightly away. Then he reached for the buttons of his shirt and nearly teared them off. The same happened to his pants and its zipper. Mitsui moaned as his nipples hardened from the cold of the wind from the slightly open window and the contact of Kogure's firm but smooth hands teasing them softly. Kogure rarely was the aggressive one in bed, mostly he was the sheath for the sword. So he gave into this sweet torture without hesitation, enjoying the bolts of pleasure running over his skin. ***** Before he realized, Kogure was thrusting his hips and groin against his'. Mitsui got surprised at how soon his lover had gotten hard. Those thoughts were brushed off as Kogure thrusted harder, their groins smashing against each other, causing Mitsui to give a weak cry. Kogure clenched his teeth to contain himself, but instead he wrapped his lean legs around Mitsui, bringing him closer. Mitsui noticed Kogure was moaning quite louder, because being usually the passive one, he wasn't used to keep his stamina and conscience higher. "If we keep up like this", Hisashi thought, "he'll cry out as he comes... ". Frantically he searched for a solution, and the response came in the form of a silk scarf thrown on the desk. He recognized it as the one Ayako was using in her head as a sort of hairband, and it was given to her by Miyagi in her birthday... "Min-kun", he huskily whispered, groaning as Kogure thrusted again, "if you wanna make love to me, I'll have to keep you in silence, and whether you want or not, it'll help...". Without further ado, Mitsui took the silk scarf and intended to gag Kiminobu. But the spectacled boy was, this time, quicker. He stopped thrusting and sat up. "?". "Let me do it, ne? *I* am the one who will make you scream through a gag". Kogure took Ayako's silk scarf and quickly tied up Mitsui's hands together. Mitsui's eyes nearly popped outta their sockets. It wasn't easy to believe that Kogure's kinky side was awakening, due to his slight tipsiness and the certain "dream" he had short ago. He'd be stupid if he didn't let his lover take the upper hand by this time. Kogure smiled as he saw the display of emotions crossing Mitsui's face. He couldn't help but sitting up and press Mitsui against the wall, kissing him softly. Mitsui threw his tied arms around Kogure and responded eagerly to the kiss, while his lover nonchalantly slipped his soft fingers through his scarred chest, rolling the nipples, going down slowly. Mitsui tensed as Kogure plunged his index finger into his navel. "Hm", Kogure giggled, "deeper than I thought it'd be", and started moving his finger into it. Mitsui's groin started to ache under this new sensation, and more when Kogure pushed him down on the bed and moved himself down. Instead of the finger, now it was his tongue what was teasing his belly button. His head on Mitsui's firm, muscled stomach, Kogure murmured tenderly, "I want to give you all my own self. I don't want to think of anything but you right now..." Mitsui was touched at those words, and with quite an effort he moved his tied hands down and held him a little closer. He felt the warmth emanating from his lover... Right now Kogure kissed him in the groin, a little under his navel. A peck here... a nibble there... until he found the line of Mitsui's cotton briefs. He run the tip of his finger through the fabric, and Mitsui thrusted his hips up and groaned. Kogure slowly pulled out his member out of his clothes and without hesitation, did what Mitsui made to him so many times. He took it into his warm, soft mouth, and stroke it firmly. Mitsui bit his lip as his body was hit by a tidal of heat, which made him whimper nearly girlishly. He was always the one to take Megane-kun, but it felt very good also to be the one taken... Kogure was here as gentle as always, his movements very slow and careful, wanting to enjoy every little moan and tremble. Mitsui fought through the bound and finally managed to undo it without ripping it away (knowing clearly he'd be killed next morning by both Miyagi and Ayako) and stifled his groans by biting the soft fabric. And Kogure kept slowly caressing his most sensitive part... ***** However, when Mitsui was about to come and empty himself in his lover's mouth, he felt like he should stop him and do something by himself. Hell, he'd never let his Min-kun do all the dirty work... And he had an idea. "Min-kun", he murmured. "Stop. Please look at me...". Reluctantly Kogure let him go and did what he was told. Mitsui then held him softly, burying his face on his shoulders, caressing his back at the same time he unbuttoned his shirt and worked it over his lean body. When done, he caressed slowly his silky skin. "Min-kun", he murmured firmly. "Kore wa futari no toki (this is a time for two). I won't let you please only me. Let me please you too, and I know how can we do it". "How?", Kogure asked. He found himself being slowly being lowered to the bed, Mitsui's half-hard member pressed to his thigh... He got the answer as Mitsui cupped his hardness through his pants. Mitsui decided to go slow this time so they didn't end up screaming. His plan done and his decision taken, Hisashi sat against the wall pulling Kogure by him, making him lean against his side. "Let me show you...". With his right arm, Mitsui pulled Kogure up and closer, cradling him. The other hand undid Kogure's pants zipper and started to explore Kogure's nether regions, just like he did with his tongue and mouth, until reaching his crotch. After a second, the hand drove, and Kogure felt a dizzying wave of heat coursing though him... "Do it... like I do...", he breathlessly said while stroking Kogure and pumping that particular part of his body. Kogure moaned and nodded, but he straddled first Mitsui's thigh and used it as a sort of "table" or "seat" to be more comfortable and had a better angle of action. Mitsui understood and lifted his leg a little up, thus letting Kogure use his knees for support in the bed. After that, Kogure found Mitsui's member was out of his pants still. He thought that if Mitsui came like that, the sheets will be stained and he'd later have problems... So he took Mitsui's length and put it back into the briefs, but instead of retiring his hand, he eagerly mimicked his lover's movements. Kogure nearly screamed in pleasure as Mitsui moved faster and faster. Both the hot skin and the fabric of his clothes were causing a wonderful effect on him, and knew that Mitsui was feeling something very alike. His lover had his head thrown back and he was breathing heavily, sweat all over his skin, his teeth clenched but heartfelt groans escaping from his throat. Kogure closed his eyes and leaned against Mitsui's powerful frame, his own hand working faster too. He desperately needed a gag but the silk scarf was thrown in the floor. So he started to kiss his lover's neck and chest as a sort of distraction for his mouth while they worked on each other. Soon, both boys reached orgasm nearly at the same time. When Mitsui's hand was filled with a warm liquid, he knew that Min-kun had come, burying his face on his shoulder to stiffle his cries. Few moments later, he clenched his teeth again, and the last thing he thought before coming in Kogure's hand was feeling grateful for not needing the gag after all. ***** Kogure gasped for the last time, then pulled his hand out of Mitsui's clothing, and smiled seeing the fluid in his palm. Worn out, he rested again his head against Mitsui's chest, but not before Mitsui pulled his own hand outta his groin too. Both boys rested against each other in the peaceful aftermath of their lovemaking, and soon Kogure found himself dozing... But suddenly, he felt Mitsui jerking up as if lighting hit him, and nearly going SD or bouncing. "What?", Kogure asked drowsily. "Min-kun... What the hell...?". "Oh, is there something wrong with me?", Kogure murmured lazily. Mitsui shook him with his dry hand. He looked in the same direction... "What?!". He snapped back into his full senses and his eyes widened at what he saw. He completely forgot it... Sakuragi was sleeping in his room! Kogure blinked, forcing his sight to the 100%. He jumped from his place and with his free hand, blindly searched for his glasses which placed on his night table, then put them on. As he caught what was towards him, he giggled and murmured to the still fumbling and beet red Mitsui, "Look, Hisashi. See by yourself". There were two sleeping bags in the room instead of one. They were placed at the feet of the bed, which was in nearly complete darkness, making it hard to see whatever was there. In that corner, Sakuragi was with his back pressed against the wall, with an arm out of his bluish sleeping bag, as if embracing something to his chest. And 'that' something was Rukawa, also in his sleep bag, who was lying on his tummy like those newborn cubs against its mother's lap, and Sakuragi's arm was over the boy's back in a possesive, yet cute gesture. They were both deeply asleep. Mitsui blinked, unable to believe what he was seeing. Kogure smiled. "When I was trying to sleep, Hanamichi-kun was the only one in my room, you see...", he murmured. "As he and Rukawa are quite drunk, I seriously doubt they heard anything. And if they did...". Mitsui understood. He remembered now that Youhei carried an asleep Hanamichi upstairs too, while Rukawa was downstairs contemplating the pathetic spectacle of Takamiya "killing" TM Revolution's songs. Surely... Well, it didn't matter now, eh? Mitsui, despite his drowsiness, redid his clothes and made his way to the closest bathroom, which fortunately was next door. Kogure did the same followed him. After they washed and dried their hands off, the boys made their way to the bedroom again. "Hisashi...". "Huh?". "Don't go". Not that he wanted to go downstairs... Mitsui smiled as he pulled from under Kogure's bed an extra mattress and blankets and settled himself to sleep. Kogure was yet in his bed, facing him. "Hisashi...". "Huh?". "Thanks. I love you so much". "I know...". Mitsui sat up on the bed, leaned again over his half asleep lover, and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Anytime, Min-kun". This was no bad way of spending a night, huh? "Hopefully we have another chance soon...", he murmured caressing Kogure's cheek, and lied down to sleep, secretively smiling to the other two boys. --- END --- Minako's note: Well, knowing me, this was bound to be written. Sadly, it wasn't half the kinky I originally meant. But I sacrificed quite of the kinkiness to make the charas behave more in character... and failed miserably. Kogure ended up much more aggressive than he really is. Not that it's really bad *lol*. This is my way to prove Kitty Fox wrong. I mean, she said one of the hardest SD lemons to write were about MitKo, huh? Hard, but not impossible. And so, I wrote the MitKo lemon, borrowing the title from the ending song of the game "Tokimeki Memorial". I hope you like this, my second lemon... Hanamichi: Bad, bad, bad... Minako: Why so bad? Hanamichi: You only focused in Megane-kun and Micchy... Why didn't you tell what *I* and *Ru* had too? It was also interesting. Minako: You have another fanfickers for that. Don't count me for now. Hanamichi: *sad puppy eyes* Anyway, after that, Minako-chan waves and says Good-bye!!