Please read this first:

Okay, after a lot of thinking I finally decided to write an epilogue. But if you prefer imagining your own ending after chapter 13 this epilogue might disappoint you, so think twice before reading it! I wouldn't want to destroy someone's ideal ending by writing this, so you've been warned :D

Trish, you might not want to read this if you still feel like what you said in your review, but I am sadistically happy I'm the reason you can't concentrate on anything but Hyotei ;D Hellos to your sister Cosmic Kath as well :D

On other notes:

I don't think there is a Cruel Intentions – Seigaku version, I am so sorry for that confusion! I only meant I'd love to read a fic like that someday and that the thought of FujiRyoma starring in it was yummy! –bows repeatedly- I was unclear about that, and I'm sorry!

Hopefully Atobe hasn't turned too soft during these past few chapters! If he has then I came up with a good defence: Sebastian also turned pansy in Cruel Intentions. XD

And finally I disclaim owning either pot or cruel intentions, or making any money by writing this fic (yeah, as if someone would actually pay me for writing this!). Thank you for reading and a special thank you to all the lovely reviewers! –hugs- We love you!

-Jo and Cat

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Chapter 14: The epilogue

So it was finally graduation. Time had a funny way of going by so fast sometimes.

Atobe felt Oshitari's stare upon him and turned to the tensai with a questioning glare. "What?"

"Nothing." Oshitari replied, sounding amused. "I just can't believe that we're here again."

Atobe turned his head back to the ceremony. "Shut. up." he ordered and Oshitari gave his shoulders a carefree shrug, where Gakuto was clinging onto them. "Nobody asked you two to come, anyway…" he added in a mutter and Oshitari watched him, still as amused.

"Ah well, I knew this was gonna happen sooner or later." Oshitari said and Atobe shot him another glare.

"What was?" Atobe asked.

"Well, I profiled you a long time ago to see what kinds of guys caught your interest a little more than the others, and guess what: Ootori definitely didn't fall into that category. Although you did always have a thing for virgins…"

"Really?" Atobe muttered. Yes, it definitely just kept amusing him to no end that he had fallen for the one boy he had thought he would have the least chance of ever caring for. Ootori was just too nice and romantic for his taste. Or that's what he had thought in the beginning at least.

"Uh-huh." Oshitari smirked. "I was hoping I could get you paired with someone someday. I was waiting to see your reaction and denial when you'd realize you were doing exactly what you despised the most: falling in love."

Atobe bit his teeth together, deciding it was probably better to just let that all slide and calm down. Going against Oshitari all irritated and off guard would only assure him more torture, so a death glare was all that he could shoot the tensai with right now. But Atobe just hated the thought that Oshitari had secretly plotted for Atobe to fall for someone the whole time they had gone to Hyotei Gakuen together. And why? Just to see the captain squirm and deny his feelings.

"Speaking of denial, whatever happened to Shishido?" Atobe asked instead, changing the subject.

"Why? Do you worry that he's miserable and lonely?" Oshitari asked, amused.

"Yeah, must be a force of habit from being your captain." Atobe said, sarcastically.

"Well then you can relax." Oshitari continued to play along. "He's dating Jiroh nowadays."

Atobe quirked two eyebrows up in surprise. "Really?"

"Uh-huh," Oshitari nodded. "He might've lost a bet to me a year ago, giving me free hands to choose a guy he would have to try to conquer as his penalty."

"And you chose Jiroh?"

"Well, considering that Jiroh was one of the only single regulars left and not to mention a heck of a challenge to keep awake, yes." Oshitari smirked.

"I remember…" Atobe smiled. Jiroh was good at falling asleep. You had to be pretty good to first of all keep him awake so that you would stand even the slightest of chances scoring with him. "Shishido actually agreed on your terms? I thought he despised guys like us."

"Mmm, I might've attacked his pride a little so he was more than willing to show me that he dared to take on the terms I had come up with… Also Shishido was pretty damn sure he wouldn't lose our bet, thinking you two would never last long…-"

" 'You two'?" Atobe gritted in between his teeth and Oshitari just gave another innocent shrug. "You betted on me and Ch-" Atobe coughed. "Ootori !"

"I always believed in you and Ootori, even if Shishido didn't." the tensai then smirked and Atobe wanted to hit his head somewhere. "Anyway, since Shishido lost, he had to fulfill his end of the bargain. It took him so much time completing his little task that he ended up falling for Jiroh somewhere along the road."

"Which, of course, was part of your well-laid out plan all along." Atobe commented in between.

"Shishido was never like us, although he has some potential. He could never just manipulate someone to get his will through. At that time Shishido was still very fond of Ootori, but then again maybe it was the innocence in Jiroh that reminded Shishido of Ootori and it finally won his heart." Oshitari continued, thoughtfully.

"Yeah well, Shishido always did enjoy falling in love with guys I've already had once…" Atobe commented and persistently kept his smile on, though the boy was mentally thinking how Oshitari was something to be feared. Even if Shishido had wanted to break up with Jiroh after conquering the boy and thus completing his 'penalty' to Oshitari, Shishido would've had to become a player like Atobe and break the boy's heart. Shishido would've had to do what he had blamed Atobe for doing to Ootori.

"True, first Ootori and now Jiroh, but on the other hand who haven't you slept with?" Oshitari replied and Atobe laid his eyes upon the redheaded boyfriend next to the tensai.

"I believe you beat me with Mukahi." he said.

"Don't even dream about it, pal." Gakuto warned him and Oshitari frowned, placing a protective arm around said boyfriend.

"I don't remember us ever having a competition over my boyfriend!"

Atobe settled on just sending the tensai an annoyingly wide smile and resumed then to watch the ceremony that was just taking an end.

"Doesn't Ootori look good?" Gakuto teased, breaking the short silence that had consumed them for a moment there and in response also received a death glare from Atobe. "He is growing up so fast."

Ootori made his way to the three boys, where they stood aside the graduation ceremony.

"Atobe." the boy blushed. "You came."

"Yeah…" Atobe muttered and ignored his two snickering friends. Ootori stopped in front of him with one of his lovesick smiles plastered onto his face.

"So do you two want to go somewhere and celebrate?" Gakuto asked.

"I'd love to, but I promised my mom that I would come home and show Atobe to them."

Gakuto couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Ahahahaha! You're going to introduce Atobe to your family!" the redhead doubled over, shaking with laughter and Oshitari's usual smirk had also widened considerably.

"Um, yes…" Ootori confessed. "They said they'd never forgive me if I didn't show Atobe to them properly after dating him over a year now."

Atobe crossed his arms in front of his chest, eyeing Gakuto with the old I'll-make-you-run-laps look.

"Well, we better go, Atobe." Ootori took a hold on his sleeve and led him away from the slightly hysterical couple.

Atobe gritted his teeth together. For some reason he was over a year late with his brilliant plan of dumping Ootori at his graduation and now there he found himself attending to Ootori's graduation as his boyfriend.

He remembered a year back when he had graduated. On the morning of his graduation Ootori hadn't almost said a word, but Atobe of course knew what was going on inside the younger boy's head. Ootori had just dressed and left Atobe's house in silence.

At the ceremony itself, Atobe had looked around at the different candidates he had. There had been everything from pretty uke boys to butch-y seme guys (who, for the record, always ended up being bottom with Atobe anyway), but for some reason Atobe's eyes kept wandering back to the figure standing aside at the graduation ceremony, looking like it was his last day on earth. To Ootori's, and Atobe's own surprise as well, the captain had ended up bringing Ootori over to his place also that night and the night after that.

Atobe sighed, ignoring some hopeful looks that were sent his way by various guys as Ootori led him through the crowd.

He had been supposed to pair Ootori up with Shishido. During the time he had agreed to date Ootori, he had been supposed to also work on his scheme and the bet that he still hadn't been able to admit a defeat in. In the meantime he allowed himself to satisfy his annoying need to be close to the Christian boy. Atobe had thought he would grow tired of spending time with Ootori and soon start yearning for some fresh meat and when that happened he would get over the boy, pair him up with Shishido one way or another before it was too late and move on with his life the way he should've lived it all along. But needless to say things hadn't exactly gone as planned.

Oshitari of course knew from the start that Atobe had too much pride inside of him to just let a challenge of any kind slide. The tensai knew that he had not won the bet before the time was up and Ootori and Shishido had still never gone on a date together.

And so the tensai had won in the end, obviously. At their graduation Oshitari had sent Atobe an amused smile, knowing that Atobe didn't intend to dump Ootori on the spot like he had threatened to do every so often. His threats and protests never worked so well on the tensai (and for the record, Oshitari had been the only guy to top Atobe).

Anyway, today Atobe had grumpily insisted on staying away from the whole event, but that all had changed as Oshitari and Gakuto had successfully talked him over to go and watch the ceremony. Ootori's wet uke eyes hadn't exactly helped him escape his boyfriend's graduation either.

Atobe sighed. What had he gotten himself into?

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Atobe knew how to charm people. It was actually one of his specialties.

"Mom, dad, I'd like you to meet Atobe Keigo." Ootori said and blushed. "…my boyfriend. Atobe, these are my parents."

Atobe wanted to roll his eyes at the younger boy's so formal introduction. Ootori had been so worried about him meeting the parents as well. Maybe it was because Ootori could guess that Atobe had something up his sleeve and was on his guard so that his boyfriend wouldn't start doing anything strange in front of his parents…

As Atobe stepped closer to greet the two parents, Ootori felt one hand brush down his spine and the touch sent jolts through his body.

…something strange like that.

Atobe only smiled as Ootori tried to send him a blushing, but meaningful look. The older boy didn't seem to understand what Ootori was indicating with his look at all.

That's pretty much how the rest of evening progressed as well. Atobe would take every chance he got to run fingers down various places on Ootori's body when his parents weren't looking.

The fact that Atobe knew his body so well by now made it easy for the older boy to touch him at just the right place, adding just the right amount of pressure to drive Ootori nuts. It was a miracle the younger boy survived the first time he brought Atobe over to meet his parents and Ootori decided to skip the idea of having Atobe over another time.

On the other hand Ootori's parents were only delighted to find that their son was dating such a well-mannered, handsome and charming young man. All of their previous doubts about Ootori's sexuality and this mysterious boyfriend he was dating had seemed to fade by the mere appearance of Atobe Keigo.

"You have to come over to our house more often, Atobe." Mrs. Ootori insisted. "Choutarou is too shy sometimes to invite you over…"

Ootori gave a furious blush. He knew what happened if he invited Atobe over when his parents were home. They would sneak inside and then the older boy would come onto him and torture him till the point where he almost screamed out in ecstasy, while all along hoping and praying that his family would happen to miss the noises that came from his room.

"Really? I didn't know he was that shy…" Atobe said and looked at Ootori, one hand landing on the younger boy's back. Ootori knew that tone in his boyfriend's voice and it so obviously indicated that he was soon to be tortured. "I'll keep that in mind then."

Atobe's hand traveled teasingly slow down Ootori's back, ending up grabbing one buttock firmly. Ootori squirmed and blushed once more.

"Mom…I'll…go and escort Atobe out." he then managed to say, while his hand desperately tried to brush Atobe's offending hand away.

"Don't be ridiculous. It's late. Surely Atobe could sleep over?" his mother replied and Atobe showed Ootori a small smirk, before turning to the Mrs.

"If I won't be in the way… I can sleep over in Ootori's room again." Atobe replied and before Ootori had a chance to say something the matter was already agreed on.

Ootori sighed and dragged the other boy to his room.

"Atobe, what was that all about?" the younger boy then demanded to know as soon as he had closed the door behind them. Atobe noted how the younger boy had grown much more of a spine nowadays, dating the player for over a year. Serious brown eyes were firmly set on Atobe's very amused ones.

Atobe answered by closing the space between them and brought their lips together, making Ootori get lost into his intense kiss for a moment there.

Ootori finally took back the control over himself and pulled away, slightly panting. He was not going to let Atobe come onto him again at his parents' house. That was just wrong! But all the planned insults and other things the boy had been about to throw at Atobe were all forgotten by now, leaving him defenceless against his too powerful opponent.

"I…" Ootori started, face still flushed.

"You love me." Atobe rolled his eyes and the final traces of annoyance were washed off from Ootori's face and replaced by a blushing smile.

"I do." Ootori then confessed and paused for a while. "But then again…so do you."

Atobe shot the other boy his best glare. The boy was just begging to be tortured, he decided, and the next thing Ootori knew he was lying on his bed with Atobe practically ripping the clothes off his body.

"Everyone else already love me, why shouldn't I do too?" Atobe's voice spoke into his ear, the huskiness in it causing goose bumps to cover his arms.

"You know…that's not what I meant!" Ootori tried to reply, but his voice came out in forms of gasps instead. He couldn't help it. Atobe just knew what to do with him to make him shut up or better yet cry out more pleasant things than petty comebacks.

The captain now understood what Oshitari had meant by knowing someone else's body like your own, and he was going to use that knowledge to the fullest. Atobe had used to think it was just some kind of sappy nonsense Oshitari always liked to drag about since the tensai was only spending quality time with Gakuto anymore, but it had actually been very amusing to teach Ootori all kinds of stuff in bed.

Everytime the younger boy thought that there was no way he could feel anything stronger than what he had just experienced, Atobe would take him to a heaven higher than the one they had visited the previous night. Yes, it had definitely been rewarding to see Ootori get to know the pleasures his body could offer him.

Ootori bit his lower lip so hard it was amazing it hadn't started to bleed yet. He would not scream. He would not draw his parents' attention to them. It was humiliating that Atobe could even consider having sex with him here.

"Atobe, please…" the younger boy finally resorted to begging, being one of his last and only choices right now.

"Please what?" Atobe merely shot playfully back. His hands traveled down the other boy's chest, undoing buttons on his shirt and then reaching the button on Ootori's pants.

"Please, don't." Ootori managed to breathe out. "You know I don't like it here…"

Atobe hovered up above him. "That's why I'll teach you to enjoy it here as well."

Ootori silently gulped, still trying to get through to Atobe. Oshitari always said that shooting Atobe with the "puppy eyes" or also known as the "uke eyes" could make a seme go soft, but it didn't seem to work so well right now, so begging it was. "I-I don't want to do it here… They'll hear us. It's just not right…"

"You were ready to go through with it the last time we were 'dating', remember? Your parents were at home and you were still a virgin." Atobe said amused, lips pressing against the exposed chest. Ootori's face heated up in embarrassment.

Yes, the younger boy did recall that time when he had been ready to sacrifice himself to please Atobe. Indeed they hadn't yet slept together back then, since it was just after that time he had overheard Oshitari and Gakuto get it on in the locker room. Anyway, Atobe had ended up peacefully going to sleep next to him, not trying to make a move on Ootori.

But the older boy had been different then. Ootori would never suggest anything like that to the current Atobe. The Atobe he dated then would've made sweet love to him, when again the Atobe he was dating now would drive him over limits he didn't know he had.

"Atobe…" Ootori only said pleadingly instead and Atobe slowly sat up in front of him with a heavy and dramatic sigh.

"Alright, alright, can I use the bathroom instead for a while?"

Ootori's eyes widened, understanding that much about Atobe by now that the older boy was going to use it to release some other needs…And the bathroom was located right next to his parents' bedroom. There was no way they wouldn't hear Atobe.

"No!" the younger boy practically flew up from the bed to sit next to his boyfriend. Atobe raised one eyebrow, not surprised by Ootori's reaction though. Ootori breathed deeply in and out once.

Okay, fine. There seemed to be no other way around this matter. Ootori could never even dream about beating Atobe in one of his games anyway. This was just the price you paid for dating a player and a bastard like Atobe Keigo.

"I mean, stay." Ootori said then, swallowing his pride and morals as well while he was at it. "But promise me we'll be quiet!"

Atobe playfully leaned in to brush his lips against the corner of Ootori's mouth. "I won't say a word."

"Atobe…" Ootori gave out something that sounded like a whine and eyed the older boy suspiciously, slowly allowing Atobe to lay him back down onto the sheets again.

"I promise you that." Atobe just continued, amused.

"That's a start, I guess…" Ootori muttered, before Atobe's lips were upon his again. Atobe took his time, exploring the mouth he already knew so well, and in the meantime waiting for Ootori to drop his defences. There was a soft moan escaping the younger boy's lips, telling Atobe the boy beneath him had finally surrendered and Atobe broke the kiss.

"That's better," Atobe murmured and Ootori looked at him. "We have to get to celebrate you graduating, after all."

Ootori gave a small blush and the look in his eyes told Atobe the younger boy had something he needed to confess to him. "Um, by the way… I've… applied to the same school that you are in."

Atobe felt the urge to roll his eyes. "Of course you have…" he said with a heavy sigh and Ootori gave out a small laugh, lifting his head to place lips upon Atobe's again.

"You don't mind, do you?" Ootori then asked rather playfully but still hoping Atobe wouldn't be too annoyed with the thought of going to the same school with Ootori again.

Atobe was silent for a while, a small smirk then making its way onto his face. "Not really, since now we get to challenge Oshitari and Gakuto about the closet space."

"Atobe!" Ootori blushed.

"I always thought it would be nice to get some action in school as well…" Atobe just continued, ignoring the other boy's whimpers.

"Atobe…" Ootori tried again, he was not going to start off his school year in a closet somewhere together with Atobe, having Oshitari and Gakuto wait outside impatiently for their turn.

The older boy finally rewarded his desperate attempts of being acknowledged, by resting amused eyes on Ootori's chocolate ones.

"Don't worry, there are plenty of closets in the school…" Atobe reassured, not making Ootori any less uncomfortable and the younger boy seriously thought about picking another school instead.

"Not to mention, locker rooms…" Atobe then added, his lips touching Ootori's ear. Ootori didn't know whether to shiver in delight, blush or feel annoyed.

He ended up doing all three and so much more, before Atobe finally rested his worn out body next to Ootori's on the bed.

Ootori was relieved that Atobe had felt mercy on him, probably because it was his graduation day and also because Ootori always got so annoyed whenever Atobe tortured him in his parents' house and refused to even speak with the older boy for a long time. Well, not usually so long times. Actually he was starting to have problems staying mad at Atobe so that probably meant that either he was falling even more in love with the older boy and couldn't bear to be mad at him, or then Atobe had come up with a way to counter Ootori and make him forget about being mad.

Ootori shot the boy next to him a look. Maybe it was both. Ootori loved Atobe, practically worshipped the ground the former captain of Hyotei walked on, but Atobe didn't feel the same, did he? Ootori knew Atobe had feelings for him. The older boy did exactly what he wanted, no excuses and no apologies, but was Atobe happy being with him and only with him?

It was clear Ootori couldn't handle an open relationship, no matter how much he told himself he would be able to, just to please Atobe. Now it was Atobe sacrificing for him instead by not seeing other guys. As they had been dating over a year now, Ootori wondered if it was alright to really try to date for another year.

"Atobe…do you ever want to be with someone else? Do you ever feel…displeased?" Ootori suddenly heard himself ask. He hadn't meant to bring the subject up quite like that.

Atobe propped himself up on the bed. "What are you talking about?" he just muttered.

Ootori's gaze hit the sheets. "I just mean…d-do you ever want to go back to the way you were before I came along? When you could have anyone…do anything…" the younger boy continued insecurely, he had already started this conversation, there was no going back now. Atobe gave a sigh.

"All the time." the captain answered and Ootori's eyes flew up from the sheets to meet his boyfriend's. God, if Atobe ever wished he could wake up and go back to the person he had been before meeting Ootori. But as the two brown depths observed him in slight disbelief of what he had just said, Atobe couldn't help admitting that his current situation wasn't that bad either.

Atobe lay back onto the bed. "But that doesn't mean I will…At least not yet." he then added, eyes resting on the ceiling above him.

Ootori felt something thick form inside his throat, making it hard for him to swallow. He had actually thought things were good between them. Was he just living another lie? Was he not dating the real Atobe Keigo this time either? "Then why don't you just leave me? Is Oshitari making you stay?"

Ootori could never truly know what the reason was behind some of the things that his boyfriend and Gakuto's boyfriend did, so it sometimes made him wonder when Atobe was being extra kind that if the former captain was really just being nice or if he had just lost a bet to Oshitari and his punishment was to be all lovey-dovey with Ootori.

"No he's not." Atobe muttered. "I do what I want to do." the captain turned over to his side, placing his eyes upon two hesitating chocolate brown ones. "And at the moment I'd rather be with you."

Words couldn't describe the happiness that just filled the younger boy's face, hearing all that. Actually that had come out a lot sappier than what Atobe had wanted it to sound, but luckily for him there was no one else there to witness Atobe Keigo ever saying something like that except for one loving boyfriend.

Ootori carefully moved in closer to him, cuddling him.

"I love you, Atobe." the younger boy mumbled, laying his head and his messy hair to rest against Atobe's chest.

Atobe gazed up at the ceiling. Sometimes he just couldn't understand the younger boy. He didn't understand how Ootori had survived in a relationship with him for so long. Atobe hadn't been romantic or sappy, he had said what he had thought and done what he had wanted, but Ootori still loved him. He had practically been himself the whole time now, but that didn't make Ootori love him any less either. Why did the boy choose to be with him when it was obvious Ootori could've been more loved by e.g. Shishido, had he given the boy a chance?

"So, um, have you ever regretted being with me so far?" Ootori's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. Atobe sighed. What was this; an interrogation?

"If I had, do you really think I would spend time with you?" Atobe asked back and Ootori fell quiet, pondering for a while. Yes, it wasn't like Atobe to do something against his will, unless he indeed had lost a bet with Oshitari.

The only person Atobe Keigo was honestly true to was himself, but that didn't matter. Oshitari had taught Ootori a lot there is to know about Atobe.

"I guess not…" Ootori mumbled, unsure. "It's just…this isn't really your scene, meeting my parents and pretending we're some happy loving couple-"

Ootori was cut off as Atobe had leaned over and grabbed him firmly under his chin, forcing the boy to look into his ever so piercing eyes.

"You're right. It's not. But it was a sacrifice that had to be made…" Atobe sighed, a bit dramatically. Anyway, he was sure that this would be one of the first and the last times Ootori brought him over to meet his parents, so he would not have to live through that hell again.

The boy in his arms remained quiet and Atobe silently wondered if he had been too harsh just now. Ootori had given up a lot in his life to be with him, and otherwise Atobe wouldn't give a damn but this time he was dating Ootori with no intentions behind his actions whatsoever.

However he wasn't doing it for Ootori. Atobe Keigo would never sacrifice anything of himself for someone else. No, also this action was purely self-centered. Atobe only answered to his own needs and at the moment he wanted to date Ootori.

It just annoyed him to no end that just a moment ago he had been wondering if he had been to harsh on the younger boy and that spoke slightly against his previous egoistical thoughts.

"Look," Atobe started, choosing the right words that he always was so good at. "Stop worrying about everything. There's lots of time to do stuff differently later on if you find yourself left with some kinds of regrets."

Ootori was quiet for a while again, pondering on what he had said and Atobe almost thought he had ended that ramble when the boy spoke up again. "So…h-have you found yourself being left with some regrets yet? …About being with me and all?"

"Didn't I answer that question already?" Atobe only replied and Ootori shifted position a little.

"Yeah, but-" the boy started, but noticed the serious look upon Atobe's face and fell quiet. "I just wanted to make sure…"

"I assure you; I would dump you on the spot if this thing between you and me would start to bother me, so stop worrying."

Ootori just gave a slow nod, and Atobe knew he had made his point clear for tonight. Actually Atobe was slightly wondering if dumping Ootori on the spot would be as easy as he had said, but at least they both had bought it for now.

The former captain lied down on his back again, gaze returning to mindlessly watch the ceiling again. "Also…I like having you around."

In the corner of his eye he could see Ootori's head fly up from the pillow and his eyes land on the older boy. Atobe smirked. Ootori was just too predictable that way. Seeing the wide smile on Atobe's face Ootori blushed, feeling stupid when realizing that Atobe had said that last thing on purpose just to see his reactions.

"Let's go to sleep before we wake your parents up." Atobe murmured and moved into a more comfortable position on the bed.

"A-ah." Ootori mumbled, not feeling any less stupid than before. He lay onto his side, his back facing Atobe so that the boy at least wouldn't have the pleasure of gazing at his embarrassed face all night.

They were quiet for a long time and just when Ootori thought Atobe had fallen asleep already, an arm placed itself around his waist and Atobe's warm body moved in closer to lie almost pressed against Ootori's.

Ootori's first reaction was that Atobe was going to do something funky, but the former captain just remained motionless into that position.

"Silly Choutarou…" Atobe mumbled half asleep, his breath tickling the younger boy's neck as he breathed steadily in and out.

A smile spread across the boy's lips. He would just never figure Atobe out, no matter how good he got at reading between the lines. The older boy didn't talk sappily to him, wasn't sentimental and still despised love and relationships over all, but at least Ootori had the comfort of knowing that Atobe cared for him and would never just 'dump him on the spot' as the older boy so often had threatened to do.

That fact and feeling Atobe's hands tighten around his figure in his sleep, made Ootori the happiest guy in the whole Hyotei or whatever school he would attend to next.

-- Owari