Monkey: Disclaimer? Disclaimed. Have fun!

"Mayuzumicchi!" A cheerful voice called over the bell ringing above the open door. "I haven't seen you in ages!"

The silver haired man behind the counter didn't look up from what he was working on. "You saw me two weeks ago."

"Exactly!" the blond walked in, making his way to his friend. He peered over Mayuzumi's shoulder to look at what he was drawing, "Koi fish?"

Mayuzumi nodded. "I have a client coming in later today that's getting this on their back."

"They're beautiful," Kise commented.

"Thanks."

They sat in silence for a few minutes, but Mayuzumi knew it wouldn't last. He was mentally counting down until—

"Mayuzumicchi," Kise whined, looking around.

Mayuzumi finally glanced up at the pouty blond. "Where's Kasamatsu?"

"He's busy," Kise replied, walking around the counter so he could lean on it without getting in his friend's way. "Where's Kurokocchi?"

"He went out about an hour ago, don't know when he's coming back." By now he had already gone back to his sketch. This had been done since yesterday, but he was redoing it to find all the little spots that lacked perfection. His client hadn't had time to get it done before but wanted to line it all out today, and Mayuzumi never did anything but the best. He was a damn good tattoo artist if he was being honest.

He and Kuroko, another great tattoo artist, ran their shop, ShadowsX, together.

Kise came in all the time. Mayuzumi never knew where he found the time since he was a popular model right now. Kise was one of Kuroko's best friends (though the quiet blue-haired tattoo artist wouldn't openly admit that) and in the three years since their shop opened—unfortunately—Kise became one of Mayuzumi's best friends too. Mayuzumi swears it was an accident.

He and Mayuzumi had matching tattoos, but that was a story for another day.

Kise wasn't allowed to have tattoos, but he had a tiny one he kept a secret with the best makeup artists in the country helping him.

"Mayuzumicchi," Kise whined. Three years ago, he would've glared death at the blond. Mayuzumi secretly thought those days were less stressful than his life now.

"What?"

"I'm bored, and today's my first day off in two weeks!"

The silver-haired man snorted, adding the finishing touches to his koi fish. "You should really talk to Kasamatsu about that."

Kise laid his head down on the cold counter. "I think he's jealous that I did a shoot with Aominecchi the other day."

Mayuzumi tapped the blond to lift his head and look at the sketch. Kise gave a thumbs-up of approval. Mayuzumi put all his things away sans the sketch then patted the counter beside him. "Ok, tell me all your problems." He had learned over the years that a whiny Kise was an annoying one, and it was better to give him attention every once in a while.

Like a puppy, Kise jumped up and made his way back around the counter and sat up on it, scooting over so he was sitting right in front of Mayuzumi. The tattoo artist moved back a bit on his rolling chair to accommodate for having a blond model sitting between his legs.

He hadn't even liked Kise at first—he was too hyper. He didn't even know how he got to be this close and comfortable with this overgrown model puppy.

At least he was trained.

"Aominechhi and I did a shoot together last week," Aomine was a basketball player who sometimes modeled. He and Kise met in the business and with Kise's natural ability to be infuriatingly good at everything he tried, he and Aomine hit it off immediately and played basketball together every once in a while. "And then we went out for drinks." Kise kicked his feet like a kid, careful not to hit Mayuzumi. "I came home late, but I was fine! I was a little drunk, but that's just us having fun. I don't get to hang out with him often."

Mayuzumi put a hand on Kise's knee to shop his kicking. "Well, there's your problem."

"But I love Yukio!" Kasamatsu didn't like Kise calling him "Kasamatsucchi" or "Yukiocchi," at least not in public. "And Aominecchi and I are just friends! And he likes Kagamicchi!" Kise huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. Kagami was another basketball player he met through Aomine. They were on different teams and Kise often played against both.

"Have you told Kasamatsu that?"

"He doesn't like me gossiping about other couples."

"I meant that you love him."

"Every day."

"Do you do it seriously?"

Kise dropped down from the counter and settled himself on Mayuzumi's lap. The silver-haired man stared blankly as Kise wrapped his arms around his neck. Kise, who had a couple inches on Mayuzumi, got in a little closer. Having a gorgeous blond model this close and personal didn't affect Mayuzumi in the slightest.

And this was the team he batted for.

He wondered if it was just him so used to Kise or if he should look into asexuality.

"I love you," Kise whispered by his ear.

"I should tell Kasamatsu that you're cheating on him," came a new voice, startling Kise off Mayuzumi's lap, causing the tattoo artist to laugh at him.

"Ah! Kurokocchi!" Kise happily skipped over to the blue-haired man who stood just behind the counter. Kise hugged Kuroko, even after the tattoo artist tried to dodge him.

No one heard the bell ring when Kuroko came in.

"You're causing a scene in front of a client," Kuroko said, pointing to the redhead behind him.

"Possible client," the redhead amended. His red eyes had been staring at Mayuzumi and didn't seem to notice the beautiful blond trying to squeeze the life out of Kuroko.

"Look what I had to deal with," Mayuzumi told Kuroko, pointing at their blond friend.

"Clearly there was too much sexual tension here," Kuroko said, waiting until Kise lost interest and let him go. Experience had taught them that no one could free themselves from one of Kise's hugs until the blond got bored of them.

"Kurokocchi! There's no sexual tension! Mayuzumicchi didn't react to me at all even when I was sitting on him! Did I lose my sex appeal?"

"Did you have any to begin with?" Kuroko deadpanned, finally released by the blond. He went to see the sketch on the counter. Kise whined and followed.

Mayuzumi snorted, then turned his attention to the redhead, who watched the whole scene with interest. "Sorry about all that. Are you looking to get a tattoo or a piercing?" They had another worker, Himuro, who did all their piercings, but he was off today.

"Tattoo. Though Tetsuya hasn't quite managed to convince me, but he invited me to come take a look around," the redhead said. "I'm Akashi Seijurou."

He nodded. "Name's Mayuzumi Chihiro." He pulled out a couple binders. "The blue one is some of Kuroko's work, the gray one is mine." He watched as Kuroko looked over his sketch.

"You have perfect lines here," Kuroko commented in approval. "Are they getting it in color?"

"Thanks and not today, they'll be here in about forty minutes though. You have any clients coming in today?"

"Two, both later though," Kuroko replied. He turned back to Akashi. "I'm sorry, Kise being here kind of throws us all off."

"You guys are so mean to me," Kise whined, pulling on Kuroko's sleeve.

Akashi shook his head. "I don't mind, I'm here taking up your time after all." He skimmed through some of Kuroko's work before looking at the gray binder. He looked up at Mayuzumi who finally stood up go ruffle Kise's hair and get him to pull away from Kuroko. While he was busy with the blond, Akashi opened the gray binder.

Kuroko's work was beautiful but so was Mayuzumi's. There was a delicate grace through some, a harsh sharpness through others, some soft, some fierce. He could see why he and Kuroko were starting to get really popular.

Kise popped up beside him. "You could also check out their Instagram! They have neat stuff on there too! By the way I'm—"

"Kise Ryouta, I've seen some of your shoots." Akashi replied with a smile.

The blond lit up and started bouncing eagerly on his feet. Everyone could tell he was two seconds from talking their ears off.

"Oh no," Kuroko and Mayuzumi groaned.

"You're dealing with him." Mayuzumi immediately said.

"I dealt with him last time," Kuroko complained.

"We should call Kasamatsu," Mayuzumi decided as Kise started talking to Akashi all about his latest shoots and the kind of things he did, along with the people he met.

"Good idea. I'll go do that, you distract him." Kuroko disappeared into the back of their shop after stealing Mayuzumi's cell phone.

"Hey, that's not fair!" Mayuzumi groaned, but he saw that Akashi didn't seem bothered by the blond. Going by how he's dressed as a businessman, he must be used to dealing with people.

The silver-haired tattoo artist noticed Akashi had stopped turning the pages in the binder and was stuck on a particular tattoo.

Mayuzumi quirked a brow. "Do you want to get a tattoo of a flower?"

Akashi pulled his attention from Kise who was already getting the redhead's number—really, there was no escaping this blond once someone caught his interest (Mayuzumi once again prayed for Kasamatsu)—and looked down at the binder. "Oh, no, you just have amazing tattoos."

"Thanks. Let me know if you think of anything." He took one look at Kise, who was going on about something, and instead hightailed it to the back room where Kuroko was.

Kuroko had already gotten off the phone with Kasamatsu and was instead playing on Mayuzumi's phone. "So I spoke with Kasamatsu."

"Ok? Gimme my phone." Mayuzumi reached out, only to grumble when he heard the game music for Neko Atsume. It was a cute, relaxing game, dammit.

"He says to ask Kise to show us some pictures from his latest shoot." Kuroko pocketed Mayuzumi's phone.

"The one with Aomine? How bad can they be? Kise's already posed nude before."

Blue eyes stared blankly at him. "First, a love confession earlier, and now you admit to staring at Kise's nude shoots? Should I tell Kasamatsu to watch out for you stealing Kise from him?"

Mayuzumi smirked. "Go ahead, I found the magazine at your house."

Kuroko made his way out of the room. "I'll go see if Akashi needs help with Kise."

The other tattoo artist laughed. "Is he your friend?"

Kuroko paused under the threshold of the door. "We went to middle school together. We reconnected a year ago. He's going to be the owner of a company."

"What company?"

"Akashi Industries."

"Holy shit. So you're trying to convince him to get a tattoo suddenly?"

"He admits he's always wanted one, but has never decided on anything." Kuroko hesitated. "I'm not sure he'll let me tattoo him."

They heard Kise laughing about something.
"We should go save your friend."

"Yeah."

They walked out, and Mayuzumi went over to haul Kise away from Akashi.

"So you never told me you had some pictures of the shoot between you and Aomine," he said as Akashi went back to looking through the binder.

Kise grinned. "Oh yeah! I think I came out great in them!" he tapped away on his phone for a bit before nearly shoving his phone into Mayuzumi's face. Kuroko popped up beside him to take a look at the pictures. "It's a folder, feel free to swipe between them."

The first few were normal enough, both in various outfits to showcase their finest points, posing with each other. Aomine had a playful, sexy look, while Kise had a softer, alluring look.

And then the clothes started coming off.

That's nothing new for them—both were built like God himself photoshopped their abs (and they were very proud of them too) but they were closer here.

One picture had a shirtless Aomine with his back to the camera as he glanced at it over his shoulder. Most of Kise was covered by the basketball player, but Aomine had an arm wrapped around his waist, fingers disappearing under the waistband of Kise's pants.

Another picture had a side of them with Kise against a wall, this time while wearing a shirt long enough to go mid-thigh. And nothing else. That wouldn't have been too bad if Aomine wasn't stepping close to him, a leg between Kise's and a hand hiking up one of Kise's legs around his waist. His hand settled comfortably on Kise's thigh.

"This is like softcore porn," Mayuzumi blurted out. Kise was looking at Aomine with half-lidded eyes, and the dark skinned basketball player was smirking down at him.

"No wonder Kasamatsu was angry," Kuroko commented as Mayuzumi pushed the phone away. They were scared to see what else would show up.

Kise pouted. "It's just a shoot! It's not any worse than that dominatrix shoot I did with Momoicchi and Aidacchi!"

Mayuzumi and Kuroko looked away to hide their faint blushes as they recalled the partial nudity on all three models, the leather, and the various instruments of painful pleasure that accompanied that shoot.

Kuroko cleared his throat. "Still, Kasamatsu might be a little worried."

Mayuzumi nodded. "Those pictures make it look like you're two steps away from jumping him."

Kise's pout got bigger. "I would never cheat on Yukio! I love him too much!"

"Then go tell him that," both artists said.

A glint of determination shined in Kise's eyes. "I'll make sure Yukio knows my love!" He looked at Akashi, who stared at them with amusement. "Do you believe me?"

"Yes. I believe in you, too."

Kise cheered. "I'll text you later guys!" He ran out of the shop yelling out Kasamatsu's name excitedly.

"He's annoying," Kuroko said, semi-fondly once the door closed.

"And stupid," Mayuzumi added.

Kuroko turned his sly blue eyes on him. "Funny, coming from the guy who has a matching tattoo with him."

Mayuzumi froze, quickly glancing at Akashi who had an interested look on his face, before settling his gaze on Kuroko. "Shut it, leave that in the past, it was years ago, we were drunk, it was an accident."

"Mhmm." Kuroko didn't look convinced. He stuck his tongue out at the taller male who flipped him off.

"Kise's not even my type."

"And what is your type?"

"Smaller, feistier, smarter?"

Kuroko took a step back.

"Not you, you conceited fucker."

Kuroko snorted, turning back to the redhead. "I'm so sorry, Akashi. We aren't normally like this."

The redhead put a hand up. "You all are very interesting."

Kuroko had to agree. "Did you decide on a tattoo?"

Akashi glanced at his watch. "I haven't thought of anything yet, but I'd like to do one. Not today though, I have to leave soon."

Kuroko nodded. "Have you decided which of us will tattoo you?"

"Maybe Chihiro?"

Mayuzumi blinked at the redhead's familiar way of using his name. Then he realized with dread that this might be like another Kise situation and prepared himself to have the redhead in his life. He wasn't hyper like Kise, how bad could it be? "Sure. Let me know when and what you want and I'll do my best to give it to you."

Red eyes widened for a fraction of a second before returning to normal. He smiled, and Mayuzumi's breath momentarily hitched.

Oh, Mayuzumi was going to regret this.

And going by the knowing look Kuroko shot him from behind Akashi, he knew he was right.

Akashi nodded. He turned to Kuroko. "I'll likely come next week, but I'll call if anything comes up."

"Alright. Let us know."

They watched Akashi leave, waiting until he got into a black car that came for him and drove off, before they spoke.

"No."

Kuroko looked innocent. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"He's not going to be another Kise."

"Don't want another matching tattoo?"

Kuroko was such a little shit.

It was then Mayuzumi's client came in with a smile, eager for their tattoo.

Mayuzumi greeted them before telling Kuroko, "Get lost you little terror, I'm busy."

Kuroko snorted but left Mayuzumi and his client alone.

With Akashi in the picture, Kuroko knew things were going to be interesting around here, which was good because he was bored.

Kuroko could do with spicing things up around here.

Monkey: Thanks for reading! Please excuse any mistakes! Hopefully I'll update soon lol. Oh, what kind of tattoos should everyone have? And where? I'm still taking ideas lol.