虎 鮫

I was in a SeiGou mood yesterday and so I acted upon it today. It’s ok Rin, you’ll get over it. 

     Was he really that dumb? “You dared me to kiss you. I did it. Why would you expect otherwise, Mikoshiba?” the younger Matsuoka looked to the painfully straight boy, took note of his blush and snorted loudly. Lifting a hand, the male would wave it casually, “It’s almost like you wanted a kiss.”

     “But No Homo, Right?” Turning, the younger teen took toward the bathrooms, digging in his bag for his toothbrush and paste.

It should’ve been a given, really. What Matsuoka would turn down a dare? Sigh. Palming the back of his neck, a breathy sound would linger from the redhead’s mouth as he composed a somewhat believable response. “Nah man, I was yankin’ your chain. Besides, with that reaction you might as well just have chicken’d out.” 

If anyone was more aware of Kou’s distaste for him, it would be the man himself. Sei wanted nothing more than to make nice with the kid, but at every turn the youngest Matsuoka was rebuffing him. As if Seijuurou had been anything but nice--

”...’Course not.”

The suggestion had been at first a joke. A mere jest that he was ready to laugh off when the younger Matsuoka hauled off and punched him in the arm for being a ‘moron’. Yet, things didn’t exactly play out to the extent in that he conjured up in his thick skull. The swift pull caught Seijuurou off guard, amber orbs blown wide just to snap closed as the brush of the teen’s lips met against his cheek. “E-Eh!” 

Backing off a little, the small reddish hue on the elder’s cheeks would hopefully be light enough as to be overseen. With a sheepish chuckle, a lengthy index finger would come up and scratch idly at his own cheek. “Wasn’t really expectin’ ya to do it kiddo--”

I had to draw it out. Sorry Seijuurou.

ORIGINAL

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             “Like I would wanna date a straight guy, anyway.”Kou snapped out in a grumpy tone, this guy just struck the wrong cord, hard. He could see why Rin could disliked this guy, he was a bit awkward and his presence was somewhat arrogant. Like he was an Adonis and he fucking knew it. And with his reaction of being checked out, like how dare Kou look at him like that, it was infuriating. Sometimes, straight people drove him up the damn wall.

            “That would be stupid. This would be like trying to put a circular peg in a square hole. Doesn’t work. You dont have to keep reminding me you prefer muff over wang. I fucking get it.” What an ass hat.

            “Forgive me for thinking you’re hot. I won’t look again, your highness.” With that, the frustrated teen pivoted and stormed off.

  “It would be sorta counter-productive if that were the case, so it’s probably   for the best that you feel that way.” The grumpiness of the younger flew   over his head initially. Oblivious to the fact that his previous reaction had   set the teen off in any negative way. It wasn’t that he had anything against   those who found the same sex attractive, it would be pretty stupid to dislike   someone based on whether they preferred the fish taco or schlong--it just   wasn’t a topic that came up often given how easily visible his own preference   was. The only reason he felt a little nervous with the blatant hungry eyes that   Kou had been tossing him was due to the fact that he wasn’t good with shooting   anyone down. It always tended to make him feel like a utter jackass. 

  “I--hey! No need to get so defensive. I wasn’t trying to be mean or anything. I just   didn’t want you to have the wrong idea. What you prefer is on you, I’m just kinda...   I dunno, I guess it is an awkward subject.” It was pretty clear that Seijuurou had   struck a nerve without meaning to. 

  “Aah! No don’t run...off.” Sigh. Welp, looks like he’s off to a wonderful start with the   youngest Matsuoka. Great. As if one moody shark wasn’t enough.

            Oh DAMN. His arms were amazing, and Kou just wanted to casually reach out and touch them… He could only picture what the rest of his muscles looked like. Licking his upper lip, the teens eyes slowly dragged down his form, mentally stripping the man of his shirts, those ugly pants and whatever underwear he wore. Before him, in his mind’s eye, stood– a perfect man. Toned, lean, muscular and tan. His eyes instantly flicked up to Sei, a little dribble of blood dripping from his nose, which was quickly rubbed away. Nope, he didn’t have an awkward boner he was having to pocket grab, nope.

            “Yeah, cool. I’ll keep that in mind. So, you prefer my female self? You hardly know me… Maybe if you got to know me you might change your mind about me…” Sei wouldn’t be the first guy Kou would manage to sway, if something happened.

  Unease was the next sensation to waft over Seijuurou’s senses. It wasn’t that   he wasn’t used to wandering gazes lingering over his toned physique from time   to time, but the fact that it was coming from the younger Matsuoka kinda made   it just a smidge awkward. Those deep ruby reds drinking him in and glazing over,   it was if he was a lean slab of meat and Kou had been starved for days. While   one could take it as a boost to the ego, all it was doing for the former captain was   causing the conversation to go a little wayward. Shifting the brunt of his own weight   onto right leg, the elder teen’s chin would lift and he would take in the words he spoke   while trying to ignore the kid’s obvious stiffy. 

  –The thirst in this kid was real. 

  “Gou chan? Ah…” A lopsided grin would appear, and the large male would all but melt   as his thoughts shifted to the vision of loveliness that was his beloved Matsuoka Gou.   While it was true he hadn’t taken the time to know the male before him, it would be hard   to top his opinion of the baby shark. “I’m not sayin’ you’re not someone that most would   be interested in, but I don’t exactly swing that way.” 

           Wow, this Mikoshiba was nothing like the younger one he knew. Momo was an okay kid, they would go “peek watching” together at the mall, and actually got along pretty well. But this one seemed pissed by his mouthing off. And he was a fucking bara, so if he was mad enough, Kou would actually have to worry about having his ass handed to him. 

          “Jeeze, it was a joke. Chill, bro. I don’t care if you’re straight or gay or whatever you wanna call yourself. I was just being a bitch because that’s how my team talks… You know, guy shooting shit. Jeeze, you look like you wanna punch me. Please don’t my face is to pretty for that.”

  Watching the youth squirm was almost too amusing but after a few moments of the   kid pleading him to spare his face; Seijuurou couldn’t help but start to feel bad. As if   he would act lay his hands on the boy without good reason--for one he was a pretty   easy going guy and wouldn’t let himself get too mad over some shit talk, and secondly   the tiger shark really didn’t to toss sand into Rin’s jammers. Everyone knew how protective   sharkface could be. Crossing his muscled arms right beneath his broad chest, amber orbs   would flicker before a bemused grin started to curve against his mouth.

  ”Oi, oi, settle down; no one’s face is gonna be punched, I was yankin’ yer chain, prettyboy.    Though, I’d watch who you do that with. Not everyone is gonna understand that you’re    just messin’ around and you don’t seem like they type to wanna get himself into any    altercations ”

            “In…fa…mous?” That sounded… like he had a bad reputation, or something? Wait, wasn’t this Momo’s big brother? He had heard about big cock buchou from Rin, Rin bitching about the man flashing his ‘crotch squirrel‘ to the whole team even though he was completely straight.

            “kay, fuck boy.” Kou mouthed off.

  And of course, this one is a spitfire--mouthy, fiery, and seemingly sarcastic...and were   those fangs? If it wasn’t apparent that he was dealing with Matsuoka spawn before, it   was now. He had heard Rin mentioning his brother before, but up until now that had   been the extent of his knowledge of the boy’s existence. 

  Raising a bushy red brow, the Samezuka captain would look un-enthused at his sass.    “So what can I do for you, kid?” As if he wanted to after that little quip.