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Dec. 5th, 2009 10:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaAfter the debacle of his birthday last year, and the party two years ago, Hiyoshi was actually looking forward to a nice quiet birthday this year. Atobe was off doing his own thing, and Kirihara was being put through some sort of Rikkai first year boot-camp. Kite was stuck in Okinawa for the time being, thankfully out of Hiyoshi's hair. Kirihara was even being semi-reasonable for once, and Hiyoshi was expecting some quality alone time with his boyfriend.
Maybe even naked alone time, if they could find time to sneak into a love hotel.
So when Hiyoshi came home from Hyotei the last thing he expected were two black haired boys fighting in front of his parent's house. He had expected one black haired boy loitering, the other was a surprise.
Shou watched from behind the fence too, laughing at the fight.
Hiyoshi smacked Kirihara on the back of the head and pulled him off the teenager with styled black hair and multiple piercings. "Can't you take your aggression out through tennis like a normal person?"
"But Wakashi!" Kirihara whined, struggling against Hiyoshi's grip. "He was here to seduce you!"
Shou's laughter got louder.
"Shut up." Hiyoshi hissed angrily at Kirihara, his cheeks turning red and his ears beginning to burn. "Just shut up."
Zaizen Hikaru, Shitenhouji's captain of last year, and their first year doubles ace this year, picked himself up from the ground and swiped the back of his hand over a split lip. "I was just here to wish you a happy birthday, Hiyoshi-kun." There was a small wrapped present tossed aside on the damp grey sidewalk. Zaizen picked it up and held it out to Hiyoshi'.
"…" Hiyoshi took the present with the hand not holding onto the back of Kirihara's shirt. "Thank you, Zaizen-san." Kirihara squirmed and tried to lunge at Zaizen. Hiyoshi shook Kirihara. "They're not earrings again, are they?"
"Not this year." Zaizen smirked and then he winced. "Since you haven't gotten anything pierced-" Kirihara twisted in Hiyoshi's grip to smirk at Hiyoshi, "I thought you might want something more useful."
Hiyoshi shot Kirihara glare and then dropped him. "Thank you, that was thoughtful. Do you want to come inside? My family won't mind another person for dinner." Hiyoshi ignored Kirihara's surprised look, and the growing smirk on Shou's face. Hiyoshi also ignored the fact that dinner was going to be hell, and he was probably going to end up putting one not-so-irritating tennis player and one extremely irritating tennis player up for the night.
…Hiyoshi did not realize that eventually Kirihara and Zaizen would resolve their differences to launch a two-prong attach later in the night that would end with all three of them sprawled sweaty, wet, and covered in semen by four AM.
Maybe even naked alone time, if they could find time to sneak into a love hotel.
So when Hiyoshi came home from Hyotei the last thing he expected were two black haired boys fighting in front of his parent's house. He had expected one black haired boy loitering, the other was a surprise.
Shou watched from behind the fence too, laughing at the fight.
Hiyoshi smacked Kirihara on the back of the head and pulled him off the teenager with styled black hair and multiple piercings. "Can't you take your aggression out through tennis like a normal person?"
"But Wakashi!" Kirihara whined, struggling against Hiyoshi's grip. "He was here to seduce you!"
Shou's laughter got louder.
"Shut up." Hiyoshi hissed angrily at Kirihara, his cheeks turning red and his ears beginning to burn. "Just shut up."
Zaizen Hikaru, Shitenhouji's captain of last year, and their first year doubles ace this year, picked himself up from the ground and swiped the back of his hand over a split lip. "I was just here to wish you a happy birthday, Hiyoshi-kun." There was a small wrapped present tossed aside on the damp grey sidewalk. Zaizen picked it up and held it out to Hiyoshi'.
"…" Hiyoshi took the present with the hand not holding onto the back of Kirihara's shirt. "Thank you, Zaizen-san." Kirihara squirmed and tried to lunge at Zaizen. Hiyoshi shook Kirihara. "They're not earrings again, are they?"
"Not this year." Zaizen smirked and then he winced. "Since you haven't gotten anything pierced-" Kirihara twisted in Hiyoshi's grip to smirk at Hiyoshi, "I thought you might want something more useful."
Hiyoshi shot Kirihara glare and then dropped him. "Thank you, that was thoughtful. Do you want to come inside? My family won't mind another person for dinner." Hiyoshi ignored Kirihara's surprised look, and the growing smirk on Shou's face. Hiyoshi also ignored the fact that dinner was going to be hell, and he was probably going to end up putting one not-so-irritating tennis player and one extremely irritating tennis player up for the night.
…Hiyoshi did not realize that eventually Kirihara and Zaizen would resolve their differences to launch a two-prong attach later in the night that would end with all three of them sprawled sweaty, wet, and covered in semen by four AM.
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