A/N: Now I've decided to invade the wonderful series that is Tactics. Oh joy.

Warnings: Yaoi/shounen-ai, OOC-ness (but of course), HaruKan

Rating: Ermmm… T… but that's just because there's not really sex, just references. If I should change it, tell me please.

Disclaimer: I have two Tactics DVDs. That's the closest I'm probably ever going to get to owning Tactics.

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The two broke apart, both breathing hard. The shorter turned slightly in the taller one's lap to grab a pen and paper.

"Kantaro…" A smooth voice called to the pale-haired man.

Kantaro wrote delicately, his only reply to the tengu the scratching of his pen.

"Kantaro…" The voice was more insistent.

Kantaro continued to ignore the tengu, enveloped in his writing.

"Kantaro!" Haruka called loudly, "You pounced on me. Don't you dare start writing while we're kissing… again."

"I'm sorry. You inspire me," Kantaro gave Haruka a quick peck on the lips before returning to work.

"Damn… And we didn't even get our clothes off yet."

"Hush. This'll give us enough money for a week or two."

"Wow, how fun."

"You're scoffing now, but you'll be thankful when we have fresh tea leaves and good food."

"Yeah, yeah. So, what's that article about?"

"It's about oni and religion," Kantaro replied.

"Wow. I'm so flattered," Haruka rolled his eyes.

"Hush. It's not like I'd be writing an article about you," Kantaro shushed the dark-haired male.

"I'd like you to," Haruka nuzzled the smaller man and let his head rest in the junction of Kantaro's shoulder.

"Hm… Maybe some other time."

"Kantaro…" Haruka breathed, trailing his hand into the man's hair.

"Just a second…" Kantaro trailed off and continued writing.

Haruka drew back and captured Kantaro's lips in a kiss.

"You can wait until tomorrow, can't you?"

"Sure," Kantaro purred.

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Feh.

Constructive criticism encouraged :3