An : This is my first Hyotei-centric type thing. Eghads! Sorry if any OOC.

Is It Just Me or Is It Hot In Here?

It was extremely hot outside that afternoon and nobody could deny it. Everyone was moving sluggishly and each serve of their ball weak and weighed down by the sweat of their hands. Taki had pulled his hair back into a pony tail and Hiyoshi used a sweat band to push back his long bangs. Even Atobe was complaining under the shade of his umbrella, finishing his 3rd iced drink already.

It was all understandable of course, except for one thing.

Gakuto Mukashi was still wearing his starter jacket zipped up to the neck. He panted, running to return Yuushi's serve, but missed.

"Yuuushi!" He groaned, sweat beading down his face and plastering his red bangs to his forehead and cheeks. He used his hand to push some of his hair back and it stayed that way, the sweat acting as an adhesive. "Serve fairly!" He used his finger to pull at his collar, trying to cool off even if just a little. Nothing helped. He was starting to feel very faint.

"Gakuto," Yuushi said, stepping forward towards the net. "Why don't you take off your jacket?"

Gakuto felt more heat flush to his red face, "N,no Yuushi! I'm fine really!"

"No, you're not. Atleast unzip it. You're going to faint from the heat if you keep that up."

Gakuto walked over to the side of the court pushed up his sleeves and grabbed his water, taking a long drink and then wiping his face and hair with the towel. Just as he was pulling the towel down from his face he noticed Ohtori and Hiyoshi standing on the other side of the fence.

"Sempai," Ohtori began. "You look really hot."

Mukahi only scowled and took another drink of his water, sending another glare at Hiyoshi. Hiyoshi only smirked.

"You're going to have to take it off eventually."

Hiyoshi walked off with Ohtori following and sending his sempai a worried look.

Oshitari chuckled and Gakuto whipped his head at his friend and current opponent.

"What are you laughing at, Yuushi?"

The heat was really getting to him, but that wasn't the only thing bothering him There was a reason why he couldn't take off his jacket, or even unzip it. Last night he and Hiyoshi went a little… overboard. His face flushed at the thought. There was no way anyone would see that. EVER. He'd rather be hot… very hot.

Gakuto walked back into position and readying himself for Oshitari's serve.

"You're really silly you know that?" Oshitari said while hitting his serve.

Gakuto glared and hit it back, fighting the urge to just go somewhere and lay down. Preferably, the air conditioned clubhouse.

"There's nothing to really be ashamed of," Oshitari's mouth curled up into a smile as he hit the ball. "It's just a hicky."

Oshitari made it a point to say that last part loudly and the ball whizzed past Gakuto as he froze, face contorting into a look of incredulity and shame, becoming red with pure emotion and heat. The eyes of many around them were glued to the acrobat and the tensai.

He dropped his racket to the floor and raised his hands to his face, trying to cover his raging blush. Taking a deep breath he screamed.

"YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

The end... or is it?

the next part... gakuto is embaressed. hiyoshi comforts. ;D

AN: thanks for reading please review! I understand most ppl like OshitariMukahi. however, i love Hiyoshi. he's so cool. please review!